A Broken Dream
A story told by our ancestors
of hatred and broken dreams
Trying to make sense of our history
only to find misery.
In my mind I keep wondering
how this all came to be.
An unheard of mother
An abusive father
And a never ending trail of pain
The child's dream has already been broken.
When will it all end
All this pain and agony
Around every corner
The shadows keep following me.
Chasing me
Surrounding me
Controlling me
There is no help for me.
Yet I must fix my fate
for I am not done
nor is my dream.
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