Painting Dreams

As a child 
It was easy
So easy to create
Ten thousand houses
Millions of dollars 
Having splendid vacations
Chewing on exotic meals
Making important calls
World wide great friends 
Speaking multiple languages
Driving the best cars
Rocking precious rocks 
Formulating new solutions 

I often wonder 
What steals the paint brush? 
What quenches the fire
What darkens the sparks
What kills the spirit 
Whats in life or reality 
That switches off the instinct 
To be
Happy and prosperous 
Living and proudly
painting the dream