i'm tired of the sirens/ tired of people dying/
before their lives begin/on streets corners/
where even the wind/ doesn't blow by anymore/
the youth don't get grown anymore/ around here/
numb to the violence/ the people live in silence/
provided by soundproof windows/ and though everybody knows/
that lives ending abruptly is sad/they can only cry/
when it's someone close/ someone they knew/ a person who used to/
borrow their clothes/ or eat their mother's fried chicken/
a person who used to/ ride to church with them on Sundays/
or play with their children/only then/is the predator too close/
the stranger's life is less relevant/ i suppose/
I'm tired of the fear/ tired of the hopelessness here/
that robs children of their dreams/ causing them to settle for things/
but never to reach/ never to want too much/ only enough/
to keep them stuck/ in the boxes they're born in/ becoming
foot soldiers who war in/ this fight against (blank)/ shooting
bullets at danger/not knowing at the root of this war/ is the simple anger/ of being mentally trapped and zapped/ of the ability to step out of the binds/that keep them strapped/ with death/
i'm tired of feeling these same things/ i'm looking for a way to change things/ don't wanna look faraway to see better dreams/ why can't i breathe here?/ i still dream here/ and though these dreams are shaky/ filled with doubt/ and a lot of reasons they can't come true/ i know that this existence/as small as it is/ is not the only truth/ so i close my eyes/ and imagine siren-less afternoons/ and nights/ where poverty and Godlessness/ are the only things people fight/ where equality is shared by all complexions of life/ and where little boys and little girls/ know that dreaming/is their right.

live your dreams and you will love your life.

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Just lettin' you know (peep the welcome mat up top for the rules)

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i just read the welcome post at your suggestion. thanks for the heads up. i wont post more than two a day...

Thanks for posting...the theme of dreaming in a barren place provoked me. More?

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