Deviant

The dead dreams of her children are scattered across the face of Mother Africa.
Time sits with her and they remember when the dreams had the strength to survive.
She once had son's and daughters who lived to please her, now they are dead. 
Gone. 

She is sad and deserted. 
She feels like she's being left to grow barren.
Her children are afraid to dream. 
Those who do are afraid to work and live for they're dreams.
They have become Zombies.
Drones in the colony of humanity. 

Now they are blinded by the "world" .
This place where everything is "simple"...or so it seems?

There is a structure that has failed but we are failing to accept it.
We keep steady on the road our parents parents parents took knowing the road is not the same.

The road has grown rocky and bare.
The road has lost its fruits and Oases.
Its hard today to travel down that road because there are a million other just like you.

Running with all strength. 
Fighting to get to an end of uncertain probability.
Only because that was the direction they were pointed in. 
Insanity at its peak. 

What are they doing?
What do they want?
Happiness?........Happiness is not at the end of that road.

At the end of that road are a million others who have "made" it.
They don't know what to do with "it". 
Because "it" is not what they imagined.
Because "it" is not what they were told.
"it" is now a disappointment. 

I am a deviant......
I am not on that road.
I wield my machete of faith and lance of ambition.
I will clear the path ahead of me as I charge into the once dark unchartered world.
The light in my soul will show the way and I shall move in the direction my heart leads me.
I am a Warrior for the cause. A crusader.

The road we were taught to follow is dying.
I don't want to be on it when it dies.
The journey back to reality will be too long.

Because of that I am a deviant.
A Non-Conformist.

Because of that I am different.
A new breed.

Because of that I am free.
I am happy.

Because I am a deviant !!