Life is but a Dream

Dreams, he knew about them all too well.
Since the tender age of three he had one big dream
By the time he was four he had dreamed his dream a little more
It was now more vivid
A dream to be a doctor
Oh yes kids can be anything they want
Except for this boy, mother was on crack didn’t even know where his
father was at just four years old already on the wrong track
But none of that to him would matter
His dreams will not be shattered

His dreams, he couldn’t live without em
Although People tried to doubt him

By the time he got to high school his dream had very little fuel
His dreams no one believed in them
Over time he no longer believed em himself
He put down Plato for the pound
Told people he was a gangsta but really just liked the sound
Still tried to read a little when no one was around
That burning desire was eating his brain
But he neglected it, I say the system is to blame
He was Blinded by the drug life the fortune the fame

On a cold December night he is told to make a run
His life is going downhill although it has just begun
The deal went bad that December night and now he’s in jail serving 25 to life

Dreams…
What happens to a dream deffered?

He knows all to well, even though he

still dreams it’s now from behind a cell

And time he wishes he could borrow if it could help wipe away his sorrow
He thinks maybe his dream will come true tomorrow and then tomorrow
turns into today
The time has swam on and so does his undreamed dream
merrily merrily down the stream.

He lays his head down and begins to cry,

lifts his head and asks God why!

He falls asleep and wakes up to find it was all a dream

maybe life isnt as bad as it may seem

And in wise choices this little boy will partake,

and God will lead him to his beautiful fate.