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A Bag of Dreams

She carried a bag full of dreams Too afraid to lay it down Too afraid to open and see What lies hidden inside She had lost it once before Along with the rest of her nation They had lived a nightmare Of someone else’s stolen bag In the eyes of this child refugee Her purpose unfulfilled and unknown Her bag torn open and emptied, But still on her back... So she protects her dreams Patches up her bag... Stitches up any tear In case the bag ever gets stolen She develops each one diligently And the bag is getting heavier And heavier by the day Yes, she's still a dreamer

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 9/3/2015 2:43:00 AM
I love this! May I write music to it?
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Thabang Ngoma
Date: 9/3/2015 2:49:00 AM
Hi Rickard...you're certainly most welcome to, it would be my pleasure to have this poem put to music...(:heers, Tbang
Date: 7/3/2015 3:15:00 AM
thabang, wow like the insight you have here.. our lines got me moving to the next and next.. sad one!!! well-written!~Olive ELoisa =)
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Date: 7/3/2015 4:33:00 AM
Hi Olive...thank you. I have my mind on Africa and the hope that lies in her children - inspite of war and desease we shall perserve - 'cos we never stop dreaming...rgds, Tbang

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