Lost Dreams Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

I'M SEARCHING COAST TO COAST
TOWN THROUGH TOWN
EVEN ASKING THE HOLY GHOST
ON WHERE ARE THE FORGOTTON DREAMS
THE ONES LEFT BURY UNDER THE GROUND
FROM PEPOLE WHO GAVE UP WAITING
FOR THEM TO COME TRUE.
NOW I'M WILLING TO MEET THERE COST
WHAT EVER THERE PRICE IS TO MAKE THEM COME TRUE
AND THAN I'LL RETURN THEM TO ALL OF YOUS
SO THE ONES WHO GO HUNGRY
DREAMING OF FOOD THIS PLATE IS FOR YOU
YOUR DREAM CAME TRUE
AND THE HOMELESS DREAMING OF A HOME
YOUR NO LONGER ALONE THIS DREAM CAME TRUE FOR YOU TO
AND THE CHILDREN WITH NO SHOES ON THERE FEET
LEAVING IN THE COLD STREET
HERE A NEW PAIR OF NEW SNEAKERS FOR YOU
AND THE POOR IS NO LONGER POOR
EVERYBODY NOW CAN SURIVE
CAUSE ALL THERE DREAMS CAME ALIVE
CAUSE THERE DREAMS
ARE NO LONGER FOR GOTTEN DREAMS.