Brown Boy Dreams
Brown boy sleeps with his head on his grandmothers lap,
She combs his pitch black hair as he drifts off
Brown boy dreams, of a world with the light stolen by thieves from a different land
he dreams of lighting and thunder, forces of destruction that clouds the light
Brown boy awakens, It was just a dream
Brow boy dreams, dreams of a time where he can never let go of his grandmothers grasp
he looks up into the clouds, he sees a bright light,
He dreams, and sees a dragon,
Scared, brown boy awakens, it was just a dream
Brown boy dreams of his grandmother revealing her sword and luring the dragon.
He dreams of his grandmother fighting the dragon and he just stares in amazement
But as she drops her sword the dragon attacks
And his dream fills with the sounds of
Brown boy dreams, he picks up his grandmothers sword
Hes never stood up to the dragon
Brown boy dreams, of his grandmother teaching him how to survive,
He dreams, and as the dragon dives right for him
Hes met head first with the tip of the sword
Brown boy dreams,
And he dreams
And he dreams
As the dragon falls to the ground,
Rises his grandmother holding hands
With a line of those who came before
Brown boy Greets his ancestors for the first time,
he welcomed them home,
for good
Copyright © Mathias De Leon | Year Posted 2022
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