The Miracle I Wanna See
I prefer writing in verse, but this time I keep it in prose.
What is in it for some of us is a difficult question. Everybody has their own view on life. I personally find it puzzling and one I only know so much about. Yet I choose to control mine the way I want, paying attention to the fact that I may make mistakes in the process. But one thing I know and would like to uphold is the fact that life is full of mistakes and if there be an equal number of mistakes as their is of getting things right, then the more the mistakes I make now, the better.
It is imperative to have an aim in life. This is the reason behind being a little person who can sleep like a baby and dream dreams. Personally speaking, I have been shaped by my past. I embrace every bit of the story of my past, because it is who I am. What I have seen as I grow up has moulded my dreams and made me into what I want to be in the near future.
I have seen and experienced neglect in the society. I have seen motherless children, fatherless children, families without a parental figure – all due to neglect. I have seen lack of responsibility in those that claim to be societal leaders. I have seen hatred, abuse, death of innocent people. I have seen society rotting away to modern ills, corruption, nepotism and enmity. I have grown up seeing and experiencing things I don’t want my young one to see or experience. There are many people out there living miserable lives. And I relate with them because the tear they cry, I have cried and the sorrow they have, I have had. As Morgan Freeman says in the film Bruce Almighty, when we encounter problems, we look up to the sky expecting miracles. We don’t realize that we are the miracles we wanna see. I write this knowing crystal clear the miracles I want. I want these people to laugh the laugh I have laughed and have the smile I have had. I want to be the reason for that. And I want my young ones to see different things, experience a complete life and learn to appreciate everyone the way they are. Whether different in gender or race, physical orientation or beauty, the person one may hate may be the sunshine in another’s eyes, or the moonlight of a little person somewhere.
I want my breath to sustain me until I have seen my miracle happen. And I do not ask much of the world. Just the strength to build and climb the ladder that I may be the one someone looks up to. Whatever happens, I know how to be happy. And I will be.
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