Showing posts with label bereft of dreams. Show all posts
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Thursday 28 May 2015

Bereft Of dreams.


Sometimes it's hard to smile.

Bereft Of Dreams.

We live in a world, where
hopes and dreams are bought and sold
commodities of a cruel market,
always struggling,
robbed of our gold
the many are excluded.
Our hopes disappear in shreds
as poverty tears with its iron claw,
plundering our heart,
devouring our dreams,
creating a land where desire fears to tread,
love dies in anguished screams;
driving us into isolation,
separating each from other,
instilling fear,
when our will would have us form a chain
drag some bright horizon near.

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