Mark Heil Poet Free verse

Sheltered Dreams

Babies crying, mothers sighing, old men
In remnates of suits discussing the fate of
The world as they share a pint of memories.

TV blaring, fighters glaring at
Each other waiting for eternity
To move toward them.

Wino breath and preachers death
Knell for those in fear of
Soulless bodies and redemption.

Days are gone, so this throng
Roost in this place built with
Uncaring hands and minds.

Some will leave, some will bereave
But all will have
Sheltered dreams.

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Darren White February 20, 2017 at 1:22 AM Sheltered dreams... In sheltered lives? Such difference, isn't it? I love the idea of sheltered dreams.... Mark Heil February 21, 2017 at 9:49 AM Thanks Darren! I wrote poetry years ago for we book and was well recieved. Been some time but I miss the action! How is work rated? Thanks!