My Aborted Dreams
I still Remember my last
conversation with one of
my dreams,
That are left pending
and still waiting in the bowl
to be recognized like jewelries.
Dreams being postponed,
Visions still pending...
Can you put me in a stretcher,
I can't take this,
i am about to collapse.
I aborted all my dreams
and chose the wrong path,
I've gone separate ways
with my other brothers,
I went to the streets
of Jo'burg try'na hustle
to change the situation at home.
We all wish to get that exposure
to the media
and fill our pockets,
Every wish is being postponed,
Dreams still pending,
Success still waiting to be
found,
For i am searching it like
a hidden treasure.
I am working hard
to get what's mine,
I guess the poetry
industry will try to change
lives of the hustlers.
Some of my brothers
were not educated
or certificated,
They're follow their dreams
through talents,
Every thing
is moving slow,
And that's a low blow,
And it's so hard to take
a look at life
with a different eyesight.
Because of
dreams being postponed,
Visions still pending...
Even an organ that use
to play no despair in my heart
it has ran out of tempo,
For it has no heart beat
but only plays acapella
Wishes being postponed,
Dreams still pending,
Success still waiting to be
found.
~My Aborted Dreams~
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By Lewis Da-Lyricist
Iphupho [The Dream]
Poetry Book
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