Never the dreams becomes true <br />As we await for miracles from above <br />Where nothing’s living to give us hope <br />Never the dreams becomes true <br />As we keep the eyes closed indoor <br />As we keep our knees on the floor <br /> <br />So much weighty are this bale to carrying alone <br />When going us to see that we’re already at home? <br />The seeds we’ve sowed by the way of time <br />They shall bring back all we left behind <br /> <br />Never the dreams becomes true <br />As we keep looking for smoke <br />As we take the blame of elders <br />As we pay for the crimes of others <br />Never the dreams becomes true <br />As we hide what really matters <br /> <br />It’s not enough for us the crises and disasters <br />It’s not enough to help us to see the right path <br />There’s so much more around than light and darkness <br />There’s so much more to do than show we regret <br /> <br />Never the dreams becomes true <br />– Just never <br />As we keep putting the guilt on ghosts <br />As we keep following the way of the most <br />When we gather the required bold <br />When we set the wounds unfolded <br />Stretching out all our fears and hopes <br /> <br />Maybe the dreams become true <br />As we start writing a new piece <br />Where there’s no place for ghosts and mists <br />Where the life is respected as it is <br />Then some dreams will comes true <br />As we start wiping the tears <br />As we keep our head out of gloom<br /><br />allan macli borges<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dreams-3/
