Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Searching Happiness

The last of dreams is elusive.
   Flighty and airy I search for your face.
   Twists and turns
   journeys through life don't pan as expected.
I am not the cartographer.  I designed not the 
   geography.  My life was given as a gift.
   My birth was blessed by God.
   A citizen of a land where liberty I can partake
   & pursue my own happiness.
Why is selfishness attributed with seeking
   happiness?  Adhere to generational principles
   & practice what has been done.
Is this life mine own to live?  Or will I always be
   a child within my ancestor's shadows?

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