The Pillars of College were always home, enouncing a path destined to be, the fragrance of culture baked into the air always had me ecstatic. The Passion to drive a visionary mind through the corridors never had me short of joy.
It was never easy fortune and respect will never be easy, filling the shoes as one of the greats, living unto the humble melancholy, will never be easy ; but it was never impossible, at least not to me, it was a hike of a teenage lifetime, a pinnacle of excellence, to be remembered as the one who ignited "change" : but just a dream when I was eleven.
The beauty of it was not being remembered, but being cherished : Hitler is remembered but Alexander is Reverend. Yes! Big dreams but they were never quite big enough, they were never acceptant to my gratification, the work, the late nights and early mornings, for the name to be resonated through every class in the college, that is a dream.
A dream to be cherished, but now a dream a far; a stray; left in a coliseum of a million looking down upon for all the efforts to go unnoticed and insufficient, to not be gratified for the devotion and determination.
An already broken heart held together with tape and glue, just another taste of bitter regret, a taste not new but never as sour, yet the bliss was never short and blasphemy will never cross my soul although betrayal hurts more than a foe, for betrayal comes from your brotherin and kin.
It was never easy fortune and respect will never be easy, filling the shoes as one of the greats, living unto the humble melancholy, will never be easy ; but it was never impossible, at least not to me, it was a hike of a teenage lifetime, a pinnacle of excellence, to be remembered as the one who ignited "change" : but just a dream when I was eleven.
The beauty of it was not being remembered, but being cherished : Hitler is remembered but Alexander is Reverend. Yes! Big dreams but they were never quite big enough, they were never acceptant to my gratification, the work, the late nights and early mornings, for the name to be resonated through every class in the college, that is a dream.
A dream to be cherished, but now a dream a far; a stray; left in a coliseum of a million looking down upon for all the efforts to go unnoticed and insufficient, to not be gratified for the devotion and determination.
An already broken heart held together with tape and glue, just another taste of bitter regret, a taste not new but never as sour, yet the bliss was never short and blasphemy will never cross my soul although betrayal hurts more than a foe, for betrayal comes from your brotherin and kin.
