Who were you before the world told you who you should be?
Who were you, little child, when you had a dream?
Were you the soul of an astronaut,
before the world told you you’re not?
Were you the soul of a poet,
before the world took it and crushed it?
Were you a teacher, a learner, a preacher—
a leader, a dreamer, a healer?
The world doesn't tell you who you are
Nor does it tell who you ought to be
You still can be who you were
Be the little child with a dream
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Author:
Sylva (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: don't let the world rule you ☆
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments1
What a beautiful message. Yes too many are steered into directions they do not wish to pursue but they should know the difficulties of success in pursuing what they want a child that wants to play in the NFL or NBA should know what it takes, one that wants to be a successful singer, actor, or artist should know what that life style involves. Informed choices and the freedom to make them is the key.
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