Today I sit on what I think may be a throne, trying to feel and live the same comforts of yesteryear
But feel a sharp pain giving me discomforts, reflective of current times that are hard to bear
Prosperity was once a fulltime resident, and what to me seemed a God given right
The norm, the only way, my reality where alot more of it was the only goal and plight.
My kingdom was mighty, so much so that even its mention or any reference be spoken
It had the fortitude to transcend all barriers where all of societies doors would be open
One never thought of what ifs, let’s says, and lets not take this lightly
My very existence, my situation and affluence was ordained by the almighty
The pain is in my back so I shift to reclaim that soothing feeling I once knew
I shuffle and feel the fabric of my throne, its expired, falling apart and far from new
It was easy to ignore the anchors of wealth and what held it all together
Because they had always been there and their permanence suggested “forever”
The core however had always been nurtured an attribute that many have tirelessly sought
Cognizant of the authentic, I’m unshaken in the notion that class can never simply be bought
But what have I lost to refer to this reality being in the past tense
To conclude I must identify the factors I keep and what I dispense
So now im frustrated, I don’t just feel but decide to look and open my eyes
My heartbeat slows and my breathing steadies as my mouth opens in slight surprise
Hindsight teaches and reminds you of your numerous life chapters and legacy
For the reason you exist today is due to your achievements and remarkable history
Don’t doubt your spirit and remind your self of you
Don’t settle, don’t compromise, relent or make do
What I saw was the reason for the pain I had felt, so on came a smile from the painful frown
All this time, all along, poking me and reminding me sitting their in its full glory……
……was my beautiful crown.
Raphael de Souza (RDS)16th Jan 2010
