We All Have a Dream
“Someday, you’ll be a lawyer, son
That’s what I dream you to be”, father said
“No! He’ll be a great sailor
It’s in our blood!” his brother yelled
As I looked at mom, I could sense
Her own dream for me, thou, not spoken
Sure, she wanted me to be a homme d’affaire
Just like her forefathers, great Chinese traders
As years passes by, I hear them
Dreaming, without even asking
If, I’ve a dream, but the flick
Of time, interfered, without words
They left, leaving me in a shelter of limbo
Thou, being alone, with no one to lead me
Still, I became what they had wished for
Now, I stare no more
At the wall calendar, for I
Got what I wanted to be…a word whisperer
I saw this….in my dream, when I was
Still, struggling to walk ….in their footsteps
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
