Poem Hunter
JS (12/2/1989 / Antartica)


Dreams, are they meant to be?
my thoughts question me

I sit and ponder;
wonder why I dream

when my purse is empty
and my life has holes

my heart tells me to be still
dreams, it says, is the essence of human fragility

when will they be true?
when can I dive in without drowning?

I sit and ponder
why I dream

when I have the world to conquer
and a kingdom to to rule?

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