Dream Big
Why not the dreams of castled kings
With rubied thrones and emerald rings
If treasures of a certain greed
Would satisfy your aching need
Or corporations far and wide
With CEO’s all by your side
What you could do would still amaze
If power sets your heart ablaze
Perhaps, a superficial win
The velvet touch of supple skin
To sensitize a brush of whim
Against an eager, waiting limb
Dream big or why to dream at all
Your dreams could still then be too small
Yet, think before a granted plea
Before a Genie’s one, two, three
Why not the dreams of one who’s poor
Whose vision would be to assure
That hunger in our world would end
With just these very words, I’ve penned
But dreams are dreams and truth is truth
And though there really is no proof
I still believe they can come true
As surely as the sky is blue
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