Let me be your wildest dreams
Leave your fears within me
Live your fears through me
People will talk
People will question
They can say what they want
I am your wildest dreams
The one who risks to return
To truth
To limitlessness
To dwell there

I hear your cries for conformity
I listen to your pleas
Yet I am not the hologram projected in your mind’s eye, perfectly crafted by decades of expectation and societal impressions
I am not their words
Their thoughts
Their object
I will never be

To annihilate the instinct
To cut off the quest for wisdom
To suspend the mind’s curiosity
This that you ask
This that you demand
That would be the death of I am
And what I am is deathless
AFROSCOPE [Nana Isaac Akwasi Opoku]; 2019