A Heart Felt Toast To Our Lost Potential
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Sometimes I think my dreams are all I have left
Sometimes I wanna scream until my last breath
sometimes the world feels like a nightmare
no matter how hard it seems, I'm still right here
I wanna reveal the ingredients for the best recipe
and unite poor people with a better destiny
I never wanna let this world get the best of me
I wanna give people back their humanity and empathy
I want us to stand together and make the world better
dismiss our reality as a corporate fallacy
dismiss all religion as elaborate fiction
dismiss our convictions as tribal superstitions
and switch our positions to a unified mission
Sometimes I think my dreams are all I have left
sometimes I wanna scream until my last breath
sometimes the world seems like a good dream
I wake up and wonder what it all means
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I also wonder
what it means to be visiting this planet wirhin such an immense gallery, I like your writing style!
Nice Message
Well said what many are thinking but can't put it to words
.In your last stanza the word `all' is missing - Sometimes I think my dreams are I have left
I find these blips in my writing all the time even if I have read the damn thing a thousand times...lol
Good stuff..
To get inside my head through my writing, visit my blog @ http://naykdpt.blogspot.com/?zx=662655762ea52d35
Thanks for the catch
I must have read over that a couple dozen times, thanks for pointing that out.
Nice Message
Well said what many are thinking but can't put it to words
.In your last stanza the word `all' is missing - Sometimes I think my dreams are I have left
I find these blips in my writing all the time even if I have read the damn thing a thousand times...lol
Good stuff..
To get inside my head through my writing, visit my blog @ http://naykdpt.blogspot.com/?zx=662655762ea52d35






