Down a Street I Walked

When i was young I had many dreams Of young boys quests And nightmare streams The dream of the shed I have written about But it's the other nightmare That made me shout Down a street i would walk In my hometown As i viewed the sky A plane came down It crashed in the canal Leaving debris strewn Bodies lie dotted Families in ruin I stand and stare At the plume's of smoke I'm half a mile away But still i choke Sirens all around As the screamers scream All of a sudden I'm out of this dream I sit up in bed Drenched and cold Shivering and lonely With no one to hold I fall back to sleep My mind in dread I count, one, two three As they line up the dead In the morning i awake To this recurring dream Or is it a nightmare i keep having In panic deep scream http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php