Until They Banish Us

by YoungDreamer

July 9, 2013

Let’s be hipsters

Rule breakers

Let’s be rockstars

Or bank bank robbers

The night is young and we’re in control

Lets forget that the authority is watching our every move

Why live on one’s expectation? Why be overtaken?

They expect us to be perfect, smart, and understanding

What for?

They limit us with choices in life, as if we’re walls, or as if we’re invisible

These are the days of our lives where mistakes is all we do and learn from

The days of our lives we say screw what mom what us to dress just to not embarrass her friends

Screw how big or small of a fish we catch as we fish with our father and his friends

Screw how sinless our preachers wants our lives to be

Screw how intelligent our society expect us to be

Screw the moment our parents say, “Honey, sweet pie....you have no choice”

Hell yes we have a choice on whether we want to be doctors, lawyers, or some major case detectives. What if we want to be magicians or some wizards

We can’t always be what they want us to be, we can’t all turn water into wine, we can’t all solve a math equation.

Why can’t we listen to whatever we want? Dress whatever pleases us?

The rules are there to be broken, so lets break em

Let’s stand out bravely for our teenage years before they turn them into their old age

Let’s party till they banish us

Let’s speak against their laws till they banish us

The old man starts a war and let’s the young ones finish it

Screw that, let’s live our lives till they banish us

Like a disease; we are to them

Like the mini Hitlers, let them distaste us

For only those who are hated speak of the truth

Let them banish us, we’ll just be around the corner

Coming with words flaming like a lit cigarette thrown into petroleum

Let them see us vomit reality for it’s sickening

Why does our reputation have to represent them?

Let them banish us, but then their lives are controlled by the hour glass

Their breaths are getting sucked in by their existence

I’m done peace out

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YoungDreamer

My name is Marlene Rashidi, I was born during war in Congo. I grew up in South Africa where I learned English from.I've always wanted to be a writer ever since I was 10 years old, I loved stories and poems too. Life is hard and you have to reduce the hardness in it, by just trying. I started publishing some of my poems and short stories when I was 12 years old, I'm still trying to accomplish my dreams. I was born to inspire by whatever little I have, I dare to dream and not only dream I dreamt reality. I've experienced things that can make me a better writer in years to come. Life has episodes that might want to bring you down, so try not to let them. I have two Brothers and two young sisters. All my poems are dedicated to my Mother Masoka Rashidi and so is to my brave and hard working father Magombora Rashidi. Life for me is easy and peaceful here in the U.S.In Africa you never know weather you'd die today or tomorrow. In God We ought to trust

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