Is Hard To Dream This Days

is hard to dream this days
woke up this morning
thank God am alive 
and healthy again
what a privilege
I wish it don't end so soon 
cos the days are hot 
out there 
thank God am still moving 
I already had my dreams 
still the realities look scary 
I wonder if is clear 
why dreaming at the first instance
so instead of a long awaiting dreams
I rather fall in trance 
like this morning 

is hard to dream this days 
this morning is blessed
like every morning
despite some morning 
start bitter 
when the mind weak 
with confusion
wondering how hot 
it will look like again 
out there 
cos the pressure of 
needs are never 
away from my doors
it keep knocking
and the my mind keep 
keeping on the light of life 
I bear to my destiny 
is a good morning
thank God am alive
another natural privilege
hope my realities 
bleed my worth 
cos I dream no more 

is hard to dream this days 
good morning to the world 
am awake again 
I hope I am free 
to in hail this morning
airs of life 
cos the world keep getting 
colder and colder 
every son set 
no wonder I dream 
no more 
cos what else is more 
admirable in life 
than the peace of the mind
it is a free blessing to humanity
yet it is a hard core fortune
to achieve nowadays
no wonder the world
keep getting colder and colder
despite it natural blessing
its hard to hide with out pains
it difficult to cope with out 
struggles
its never possible to exist
with out blames
no matter how good is the morning
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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