A Created World, Changed

I pass through the illustrious gates of life
Expecting the sun and the planets
I am greeted by the moon and the rain’s monument
I stumble into a world created, not be me
But by the ways of those who created me
Given a book as I pick myself up
I read the questions put before me
I see I have the power of the impending world
Not to control but to change
Which city will I build?
Without light I impend the view
When I am luminous
I change the view of the city I build
That is why the stars have no shadows
But it only shadows the moon
I am lost in a world that is not my own
And without a breath to give back