To see my name in bright lights
On city billboards with flashing colors
not the Post Office wanted wall in just black and white
To see my name the headlines in bold print
not in the obituaries from a death that made no sense
To dream my dream and chase it
To dream my dream and catch it
To scream drom the tallest roof top that I have arrived
and to hear the auduence roar with applauds
that's my dream,
my neon dream....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
and a grand dream it is all hearts touched by the yearning to be seen to be known of course the greatest applause from your own heart simply smiling a fine poem