Sarajevo Dream

SARAJEVO DREAM Hang it up or throw it out it's what the world is all about, there's nothing in tomorrow that has not been dreamt about. All things will stay all the same it's only what's been re-arranged it seems to be another day but nothing's really changed. There is a window sealed up tight somewhere it's day somewhere it's night some things might seem to be not nice but maybe they are right. You can ride a shooting star from anywhere you are and it will take you everywhere but will not take you far. Life is such a funny thing sometimes we cry sometimes we sing we know not where we're coming from, nor what our dying has to bring. You will never even see what your life was meant to be until you take a closer look at who you are to me. Shades of black that turn to gray Spring was here but couldn't stay. But every dream we've ever have had will never go away. Down by the river, blood flows free Tells all the world dreams can not be. But Sarajevo has a way Of not believing all we see. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet