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I took a walk down into my dream,
Saw a reality of life within reach,
It’s the bright light in the dark clouds,
That gave hope in a reality of dreams.
The bright light is a light bright shining,
Lighting up the path of a dark street,
While I walk as I see the future comes close.
Am told the future is in my hands,
But in my hands I see no future,
It tell my hands to give me the future,
But I know they never come close to it.
With this urge I see a blur vision,
Growing clearer in the wake of a star,
A star bigger than the rest of them.
It’s the hope, urge and determination,
That carries me through the storms,
The storms that only my wings blow away,
Because the light shinning strengthen me.
In my dreams the reality shined in glitters,
Like bars of Gold enticing me closer,
Giving me the urge to come close to it.
With this I was good to go to a paradise,
With golden gates and silver linings,
The diamonds and dancing angles,
Whispering smooth melodious tunes.
I stretched my hands out to a welcome,
But before I could take a step inside,
I woke up and the dream was gone.
THE DREAM – ORIGINAL POEM
WRITTEN BY: BERNARD WACHIRA