privilege

are you from privilege? 

I should have said yes

cos' the more I think of it

the more I realise that less

is more, and the more obvious 

it becomes-

see I got food in my stomach 

and a roof over my head

I got everything I need to live

so I should've said yes

but its funny 

back there

back in the city of dreams 

I would only eat veg 

I would wash in candlelight

-cold water in winter-

i would cook and clean

and stare at the stars and just dream 

at night

rarely would I watch tv

more often I would just share stories 

about the worlds beauty

to the guru's and the children 

and I gotta say that was privalege

love is privalege

but a different kind, it was sublime

that life; that was living

giving and giving
-forgiving- 

and learning
and I'm burning 

to go back, 

no. not back, but forwards

I wonder though 

am I just remembering wrong?

see they often say that I

remember things different 

to how they really were

'really' I don't know much 

about 'really', but actually 

actually I want my dream to come true

I want to create a new 

world, a microcosm 

of pure joy 

of simple privilege

one day
one day I hope to cross that bridge...