The Dream of a Modern Man

I woke up from what felt like a deep sleep,

I could move my hands, I could move my feet, I was hungry, I was thirsty

but I was not in control,

I cried, I tried, I drank, I ate,

but mostly I slept,

and one day I stood up;

I laughed at my first fall just a few steps away from the start,

I stood up again and again I fell,

but after several falls I learnt to walk, I learnt to talk;

and boy I laughed!

I was told I was ready to learn,

I was,

I was told I was ready to work,

I was,

I was told I was ready to love,

I was,

and then I forgot to fall;

I was asleep again,

but this time I saw a dream,

I fell, I stood up and then I fell again;

It was the dream of a modern man,

When i realized this, i found out what all did i miss;
The fear, the laughter, the before, the after;
I was too tangled to see what did and didn't matter;

Now that I am awake, i hope to give it a second take

I plan to reclaim, my sense of wonder and exclaim,
And who knows, maybe even five minutes of fame,
Wait - maybe i am slipping in to the dream again.