DREAM
A contested illusion
When the dawn is rising
You endure but for a moment
I woke disillusioned
Failing to grasp you
Perhaps on purpose
Or rather to avoid comatose slip
Things of the world you reveal
Though may seem stupid
But never in all cases
Just the other day
I rose full of amazement
But disappointed
Because you come like a flicker
My world has been damned once
But never in any ounce,
Of my own making
Its what I call servitude
Anchored by depression
At times you feel like
Wreaking havoc
But the conscience
Is an object of divinity
Which calls you back to sanity
I have been to places
My eyes have seen
Spurious glances
Timid human beings
As well as audacious breeds
Hey! a holler from an ally
Hey! a stricture from a bully
The day is dawn
Time is a profound phenomena
Patented by the Western chiefs
Accommodated by hope,
A meliorated morrow!!
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