Dreams
wrenched by silence, isolated to darkness
sleep quickly takes me into another world
wars and battles i can see so clearly
fires and atorms i enter so dreary
children run barefoot through stones and clutter
screeming from terror, they run in fright
these dreams they take me from place to place
my eyes they see hatred, hope and love
but only in dreams, in dreams i can see
Copyright © Keila Hawkins | Year Posted 2005
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