Play grounds in our minds
Me Horse by Victor Mavedzenge
Playgrounds in our minds
This poem is inspired by the innocence of youth.When we were children, we did not have anything more important to do than to play.It was in playing that we became whom we wanted to be,go anywhere we wanted,in our minds. Adulthood robs us this ability to fully entertain ourselves with our imagination.
As we turn and shift in our sleep
Denying the trouble going on around
Tomorrow is no day to anticipate
Our dreams have become empty sighs
Way out of reach
These play grounds that we create in our minds
Are solitary spaces
Where dreams are born and re-born
Without restraint from the strings of reality
Pain does not exist here
In our minds we talk
In our minds we dance with neither fear nor shyness
In our minds we are free to be who we want to be
Lies do not exist here, nor the pain there of
In these playgrounds in our minds
These playgrounds take us as we are
There is no blame shifting
Or name calling
On the other hand, back biting
There is not even hide and seek
For we have nothing to hide
And these playgrounds are what we seek
When reality leaves us in its dingy dark rooms
Yeah, you will find us there
In these playgrounds in our minds.
Portrait of the Poet
About the Poet-Victor Mavedzenge
Victor Mavedzenge is a Zimbabwean artist/poet currently living in the Bay Area, Northern California.
Victor writes about the human condition and is concerned with addressing disparities in society that stem from mis-information and propaganda.