The Dream of a Modern Man

I woke up from what felt like a deep sleep,
I could move my hands, I could move my feet, I was hungry, I was thirsty
but I was not in control,
I cried, I tried, I drank, I ate,
but mostly I slept,
and one day I stood up;

I laughed at my first fall just a few steps away from the start,
I stood up again and again I fell,
but after several falls I learnt to walk, I learnt to talk;
and boy I laughed!

I was told I was ready to learn,
I was,
I was told I was ready to work,
I was,
I was told I was ready to love,
I was,
and then I forgot to fall;

I was asleep again,
but this time I saw a dream,
I fell, I stood up and then I fell again;

It was the dream of a modern man,
When i realized this, i found out what all did i miss;
The fear, the laughter, the before, the after;
I was too tangled to see what did and didn't matter;

Now that I am awake, i hope to give it a second take
I plan to reclaim, my sense of wonder and exclaim,
And who knows, maybe even five minutes of fame,
Wait - maybe i am slipping in to the dream again.


Popular posts from this blog

Few thoughts on New York Times article

Notes on – Demo conference

On Digital Marketing