Dream Seed

Dreams are a cold enemy
crawling in the dark corners
seeding thoughts of a bright future

Growing intertwined vines
jumbling ,racing
mixing and replacing-your mind

Like all living creatures
they consume until
they outgrow their cage-and spread

Clearly visible and in control
they search for more places to grow-
more minds to infect

Hope grows, nurtured by poor men and women
All it needs is time
It’s a waiting game that we’ll never win.

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