I reminisce the good times
When we used to try
Could barely walk straight
But wanted to fly

In capes and funky masks
Jumping with all our might
Dressed as superheroes
Without a care in sight

Not worrying about money
Or having fancy cars
Always aiming for the sky
Always reaching for the stars

We were young and fun
Essentially a free soul
But time took it’s toll
And well, we grew old

Now day in, day out
We just worry about cash
Where to get it from
And where to put the stash

Which car to buy next
What new horse to breed
It’s all about jewels
We’re blinded by greed

What used to matter most
Now just makes no sense
We run through our lives
All edgy and tense

We’ve shed our wings of hope
I honestly don’t know why
We do manage to walk
But have forgotten to fly

– Yousuf Bawany, August 2010

Note: I was going through a blog today that reminded me of this poem I wrote a while back; still rings true. Thought I’d share with you all.