Some Dreams
Some dreams have no answers some dreams make no sense
Some dreams last forever perched upon a Razor-wire fence
Some dreams make us empty, other dreams make us whole
I once rode the breath of a dream right straight into my soul
Sometimes I search for answers to questions I have never thought
I used to think every dream had a price and it could be bought
I learned that dreams, which can be bought, are not dreams at all
Just another way for some fool to bang his head against the wall
I pray all throughout the day, in the circle I burn my sage
Isn’t everyday of our lives another beautifully written page
This is the way I have come to believe, it is everything that I see
Sometimes what is, is not what was, but it is as it should be
Life is made for living and we must all choose our path
The good, bad, happy or sad, it is up to us to do the math
So what does this poem mean have I not written it so clear
Dreams, schemes and old routines can drown our soul in tears
So if we are unhappy about the lives that we have come to live
Lets rely on a dream with Jesus Christ teaching us how to give
When we are willing to give all we have, the Lord will
make sure we will always have something to give. Be
strong in who you are and what you believe because in
the end you will pay the price of your actions. Let your
Soul be where you seek your answers for Christ lives
with-in each of us. Our mistakes prove we are human
our salvation proves we are redeemed and our love is
what proves we are saved. I love all of you more than
i could ever say. I hope that Gerard Keogh Jr. reads
this poem for i wish to dedicate it to him. What a
wonderful gift his poem to many of us was.
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