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Musings of an African Brain


I am wired this way, I say in my defense
Wired to highlight the hopelessness in every situation
Wired to ignore the 5 percent chance that this or anything else might work
Truth is, I’m wired to be afraid
Wired to assume, not to ask, not to talk, only to listen
Wired to think my thoughts don't matter and that adults are always right
Even though in my heart, I know it can't always be
Nevertheless so shall it be

But I’m wired does not mean it’s in my genes
That it’s in my genes does not mean its unchangeable
With exposure, experience and education, I have come to know
That hope is the belief of things yet unseen
And I am breaking my mental shackles
Running free, young and wild because I can
Exploring and Enjoying the new taste of mental liberation and savoring every, every moment
Because now I know, a 1 can become a 100 if you believe
And a 100 a 1, if you so believe.

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