Evolution

I yearned for it all my life.

Since the time I was five.

Playing with the plastic toy one

And dreaming of wearing the thin, sleekly real one.

It's really hard to accept it when you're living your dream

Giving it the 'too good to be true' feel.

Feeling as though even with the slightest bit of ungratefulness

Will lead to its disappearance.

But living one's dream is a result of a huge price.

For that wee bit of contentment, everyone is sacrificed.

Alhamdulillah! I say now because when the storm hits the deck,

I want to be wearing my bloody red stethoscope around my neck.

'Cause as soon as you start living your dream, it gets evolved.

Leaving behind more sacrifices until the path to it gets solved.