Up In Smoke
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He had a dream
Actually, it was a passion
The dream took him away
To the seas, the sands, the ventures
Beyond this land, onto foreign soil
He had a dream
It was more than a mere illusion
The dream breathed hope and faith
It colored his thoughts in prayers
Wrote poetry through his caress
He had a dream
To reach beyond the walls
Of a land filled with soldiers
To a land that needed his boldness
A land that would be freed from wars
He had a dream
Captivating even his mornings
With thoughts of fulfilling his destiny
Blessing others with his abilities
His skills with weapons and artilleries
He had a dream
Focusing on winning sweet peace
On foreign soil, where he would go
To give hope to the inhabitants
Of a time in need of armaments
He had a dream
His heart was filled with belief
In this calling to the frontlines
Where he could fulfill his fantasies
His hope of bringing accord to strange lands
He had a dream
And I don’t think he imagined the ending
When shells would wound and hearts would mourn
As he felt the fall cut through his heart’s hope
When his dream, his ambition, went up in smoke!
This or That, Vol 9 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Title Chosen is UP IN SMOKE
January 7, 2022
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2022
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