Fading Dream Poem by Emmanuel Vallie

They say if you want it, it's yours for the taking
The picture in the canvas
The will of the hand to escribe what the mind envisioned
The pencil, the ink

They say if you want it, it's yours for the taking
The open road
The will of the feet to trod upon the unmarked ground
Leaving marks behind as steps turn into a journey for the destiny which was bound

They say if you want it, it's yours for the taking
The Malawian dream televised
As we awake to the sound of a roaster
Tell the wise, food for thought, enlighten these lazy hands to fish

They say if you want it, it's yours for the taking
But you didn't take it
Cause it was a want not a need
If you needed it
Your hands could have painted
Your feet could have taken the journey
And you could have learnt how to fish
Now it's not yours for the taking