Were we ever who we were?
Were we only who we claimed we were?
Are we ever who we are?
Are we only who we claim we are?
Were we always the unknown to our world?
Are we always the unknown to our own selves?
Will we always remain the unknown to our own Gods?
If we never truly were, who we were yesterday
If we never truly are, who we are today
Will we ever become, who we are meant to be tomorrow?
Behind the scenes:
People who know me now do not know that alter ego of me who was a huge fan of Alternative Rock/Punk Rock. For reasons unknown to me, out of the truckloads of musicians out there, I fell hard for that one nasal, raspy screaming voice of a man with the greenest pair of eyes and wildest hair I had seen until then. Billie Joe Armstrong, the frontman of the band Green Day.
Its been a decade since that alter ego of mine who loved Rock music bid goodbye to the world. But one song , ‘Are we, we are the waiting unknown’ of that old beloved band still remains stuck in my heart, the chorus never really fading from my ears; prodding me, questioning me almost every single day.
The question back then was,
Behind the thick cloak of pretence I was wearing, Who was I?
The question today is,
Behind the much thinner veil of pretence I still wear, Who am I?
I might not be listening to their songs anymore, but the band Green Day left behind the memories of listening to that song, over and over again, trying to decipher what they were trying to say, what they were trying to ask me…what indeed?
12 years later, all I was left with were the four words, ‘Are we, we are’…running around in my mind like a ravenously hungry tiger let loose in a dying forest bereft of prey.
Not a day has gone by when I have not thought about those words. They were everywhere I looked. Even slyly creeping into my dreams sometimes!
After facing a life changing event, one particular night of turmoil FINALLY led the hungry tiger to its prey.
An answer to that pertinent question which has been demanding an answer for over 12 years came in the garb of this poem.
Well, I agree it is nothing but questions stacked upon questions. How does that even make it an answer, you ask.
Stop rolling your eyes and look closely!
Closer honey, look closer!
The answer is staring at you.