My DreamA Poem by Sean AllenA Dream of Passion
A Passion Dream
A dream I have won’t go away,
and now it’s coming every day.
At friends and others I look down.
While in the distance stands a town.
In this dream, there’s a rocky hill,
where countless men, their blood did spill. I know these visions must come true.
And on that hill… my life ends too.
Could I run to some distant place?
Or under blankets hide my face.
No,
this is a walk that I must take.
My journey’s for another’s sake… For one who’s not yet even born…
I’ll taste their hate, and pain and scorn.
It’s someone I will love so true…
You see this dream is about you.
This dream, it will not go away…
but now it’s coming every day.
© 2009 Sean AllenReviews
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6 Reviews Added on March 14, 2009 Last Updated on March 30, 2009 AuthorSean AllenWest Haven, CTAboutI am just a writer! At least I think I am. If I can only convince someone else of that, I will be a happy writer. But until then, I'm just a writer. Check out www.EclipseLogic.com and www.LightO.. more..Writing
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