Broken Reflection
I had a dream too
That someday I will be king
And be the change I want to see
I had a dream
That someday, some how
I will find a way …where there is a will
There is always a way
But shall we continue to hope
When faith starts to bleed
When truth is said in a whisper
How can I continue to read?
When the media has to choose
What to write on the paper
I feel like I’ve been told a lie
From the day I was born
Answers buried with the dust
And forgotten as the past
Now darkness imprisons me
With power to rival the sun
Like the absolute hunger
that has swallowed the world
Enacting a story of life that is not mine
I had a dream
That someday I will be king
And be the change I want to see
I had a dream too
That someday, some how
I will find a way …where there is a will
There is always a way
But if all that glisters is not gold
What is the truth that has not been told?
And if tomorrow is a gift un-promised
Then I am trapped in myself
My body has become a cell
Held by these invisible chains heavier than led
But I have to climb throw the walls of doubt
That surrounds my mind
To see clear this broken reflection
Copyright © Nobert Mathumo | Year Posted 2015
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