Dream, Inspiration, Spoken Word Poetry

Dreamer

The sun forcing its will

against the worn out window net,

old folks asleep,

hoping not to face the wrath of the day.

The dusty village drags itself

awake on the whiff of cashew nut smoke

Cock crows; and I, a dreamer, awake

as a rumor of war, ready to set through my set goals

come to reality.

Over To You…

Inspiration: Maya Angelou

Thank you for reading.

Jade J

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