Thread by @GbengaWemimo

It is not in vain that he strives
Many destinies waiting on his dreams
Many candles waiting on his light
Many continents waiting on my sunshine
Many lives waiting on his vision
Many voices waiting on his song
Many legs waiting on his leading
Many hearts waiting on his charge

The curse of the average
Challenging his every move
Live and go, be a mortal
Yet every night, as he sleeps
He sees their faces
Waiting on his destiny to shine
Delusions of grandeur
Visions of glorious dawn
Would I ever be great?
Would I ever make them shine?
His voice an echo

He met a girl one day
Whose eyes reflected his future
Will I ever be great? Would I ever fulfill destiny?
The said with joy shouted YEA!
You will be great, you will set the world on fire
He married her, his personal reminder
Then she said: Get a job, be average, be responsible

He got a job
Drifted into the system
Before long
His dreams faded
He became average
Like every other
The faces in his vision
Starts to cry
The destinies in sleep
Starts to darken
Every time he mentions his dreams
Average people will shut him down
'Stop dreaming, be responsible'

He puts some money away
I can begin on a small scale
Fan the embers of my dream
Then...
His wife gets pregnant,
His Father dies
His Mother is sick
His house rent is due
Something always crops up
To take away his savings
To keep is dreams as far as possible
From coming to light

The curse of the average
A dream without a stage
A world rigged against dreamers
By the average
Once in while the sea waves of his dreams
Will draw ever so close
JUMP on it, ride the wave, soar
Always as he wants to jump
That voice says
And where do you think you are going?

Today he stands by the railway station
The train of his dream arrived
He looked away and checked his time
For the train of average to come
Dreams are for fools they say
And he is not a fool
Happy are the average
For they can never be disappointed
Common sense had made a new slave