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
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