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For Dreams That Do Not Come True
you sit on one of the marble pavements
of the hospital in the city
looking like a hopeless boy abandoned
by his mother
and people that pass you by think that you
are one of the beggars
you wonder why dreams do not come true
no matter how you pray
you look far without having to see
anything and anybody that is real
you blame no one though
not even the gloomy day
grays clouds heavy and about to rain
air so polluted and faces of people without the smiles
buses running senselessly
indifferent hawkers and arrogant schoolchildren pulling
their bags like a dragging day
everything seems to be surreal
gossamer-like as you float in the air
feeling like one of the illusions in your mind
you accept dreams that do not come true and you think
perhaps some day
yes someday, dreams may come and be real- true
concrete and smooth and confident to the hold of your hands
and then you stand like a true man on unreal dreams
you leave the pavements of illusions
you go back to one of the rooms in the hospital
'No tears! No tears! ' you tell yourself because now
you have learned to be brave and strong and logical.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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