This Dream Poem by Errol Anderson

This Dream



This dream we dream is endless.
When we wake there will be no promise,
This life we live is painless.
Tonight we dream of what could be.
Tomorrow we realize what it will be.
We try to forget and try to hide,
But while we live we can have no pride.
Because this we create soon we'll destroy.
So tonight dream the dream eternal,
With the dawn comes tomorrow...

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Errol Anderson

Errol Anderson

Jamaica, but now live in Canada.
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