What do you want to be when you grow up?
When we are young
We don’t think much of the answer
It is too far away-
A distant future of no real importance
But as each year passes
The question inches closer into our consciousness
It sneaks into our mind and gets comfortable
For the long road ahead
What should I be?
What do I want to do with my life?
For me, there was never a question:
Always and forever
I was born to write
But at sixteen a new query
Took up residence in my crowded mind
What is my purpose?
What was I put on this Earth to do?
Do any of us really know the answer?
But that doesn’t mean we shouldn't try
So what job would transform my life?
For me it would be to help transform the lives of others
To find the courage and wisdom within myself
To make a change for the greater good
While writing is my passion
The environment is my conscience
I see myself surrounded by walls of blue sky
And carpets of meadows
I want to pass on my love for nature
And my respect for our world
I want to help people find it within themselves
To say no to the conformity of consumerism
My purpose as far as I can see it
Is to use my writing to aid the Earth
And it may not be easy getting there
I will need to learn
I will need to find the courage in myself
To open my mind to a different way of life
I will squint into the horizon of the past
And melt it into the present
I will learn from teachers I meet along the way
I will mend my way of looking at our world
And I will encourage others to do the same
With all paths to goodness
There will be opposition
But I will find the courage
To believe in myself and my cause
And, most importantly, I will never give up