It can't be a lie

Just a lil poem I done today about life yeah jus that

Plateau of hopes

Last night I had a sweet dream,

Of a vast tract of personal success,

Mine that was a result,

Of gruesome fights of labour,

The task that cascaded down from Adam,

I sung with the birds,

Songs of the love,

Of mankind to live.

I dreamt of those with parallel lives,

Who opt to do that we should not,

Being carried on by the attraction,

That keeps disappearing like the mist,

They that chose to escape reality,

And live lies everyday,

I dreamt of the demise to come,

Of the price of patience,

Of the award to evil men,

Of the love to come,

Oh what a sight.

What a dream?

And I woke up to a changed me,

A man new from the heart,

That's what I am, and what we all should,

And life will make sense to the senseless.

Author's Note

It just came to me like that people no time to edit. So corrections everything WELCOME!

Reviews

Great write , really liked it ... one little correction , in the penultimate line , I guess it will have to be correctly written as ::

That's what I am , and what we all should be

:: you missed out the be in the end .

By the way , the ending is just superbly done .

[Brett Campaigne]

This would definitely be a moving oration, I can feel its voice.