“Dreams”
(staring out the hospital window)
I feel as my reality
Asks too much to give
And in my fantasies
Is where I should live
Where mistakes never happen
Each day is sheer perfection
And nothing but sunshine
And miracles rains in my direction
There is no such thing
Such as a deadly HIV
No doctors place their needles
So deep inside of me
My brother stands by me
All handsome and so brave
Instead of blown to peaces
In Kuwait lies his grave
My mother is still standing
And her smile is still sweet
Her diabetes does not exist
She never became an amputee
In this world of imagination
Heaven’s gates are open wide
Even those who hate each other
Are still standing side by side
But each time I wake
And I see the evening news
My heart is filled with sorrow
I can’t chase away these blues
Like sand in the hourglass
I know this world I must depart
Even though this world is cruel
Leaving forever will break my heart
Maybe beyond the dark veil
My heart will know relief
Instead of this world of pain
That is filled with sorrow & grief
If I see my eternal creator
After the moment that I die
I will not ask for mercy or peace
But merely ask him why
Why must we imagine things
We have no chance to ever achieve
Why is our heart always filled
With dreams we seldom receive
I pray that in his given time
These answers he will reveal
Until that time I am afraid
Of all this sorrow that I feel
Maybe this world we live
Is not as horrible as it seems
But until my heart knows peace
I’ll let my soul have its dreams
Kenny L. Mitchell
January 15, 2006