All Men have
dreams. Good
and bad. Happy
and sad
like chasing
crocodiles; flying
with birds; being
with bygone people. Even
dying sometimes.
But none take it
seriously (like a
command! ..a
must do!) : 'Cause
they know they are
Just Dreams.
So why does
when dreams involve
god, men think
it's a message from
above? Aren't Dreams
still dreams?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem