A Dream Poem by Hebert Logerie

A dream is either a kaleidoscope glance of the past
Or a haphazard vision of tomorrow,
Its speed varies; it is occasionally slow or fast.
If you cannot dream, you are essentially dead,
There is no viable hope, only sore sorrow.
Nothing is normal and everything is sad.

Dream every night, young men and women,
So you can change the world for the better,
So you can find solutions for people, who are bitter,
Sick and deranged, and for the dying foemen.

Dream and don’t fall asleep while walking.
There is a time for everything,
A time to dream,
Or to stare at the moon;
A time to sing,
To get away, and to enjoy a spoon
Of ice cream.