I have dreamt a dream
but not the dream has come for me
the visions I see remains blurry in my memory
for I have sin
the darkness has come to hunt me
the contents of my memory has rendered me a victim
the power of choice that fuels our lives with purpose
as we live in hope, we take away from reality
the man in the mirror was never meant to look at me
as the visions begin to get clear, life gets a little scarier
black or white, I think Micheal jackson said it better
when they control your fear, it gives them more power
gracefully as we all go to sleep
somewhere under the sky as the sleep gets deep
rah rah! noises that scared away my dream
four eyes have seen
the darkness have commit to taunt me
the visions I have seen remains blurry in my memory
I have dreamt a dream
and now the dream has come for me.
COPYRIGHT © AHMAD ABDUL-ONE, 2018.
Poetry 
Wow… Fantastic piece of poetry, the Micheal Jackson reference is just on point. Hope to see more from you. Have hope, write on! 😊😊😊
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Thanks for encouragement and kind words, really means a lot 😌🙏🏽
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you are welcome. 😊
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Nice work, very inspiring use of emotion. Bravo.
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