I took a walk to the city,hundreds of miles from my small village.
I wanted to see life;
For the first time I wanted to see life.
The village kept me close to norms;
It kept me bound by invisible forces.
The village played life safe;
But that is not what life is to me.
The village played around with innocence;
It kept me living for only virtue;
But what they forgot is that
even the most innocent get to die.
So I took a walk to the city to over come my fears;
to have my own chance to play with thunder.
My eyes are open now.
I see it all more clearly;
the life I was denied.
Was it worth throwing away
all their teachings of my fore-fathers for a one day's bliss?
Yes, for I had been so blinded,
confined in an asylum of obedient sorrow.
But there is that one thing that
stood by me to the end of my stubbornness;
The innocence of my soul.
The city might have changed my perception towards life,
but it did not change my spirit.
I stood by virtue despite the booze, the drugs,
the con men, the selfish city girls;
I fought with norms.
I took a walk to the city because for that one day...
I was at both ends of the world.
