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The Land of Dreams (A Poem I Wrote in 1992)
I was a sophomore in high school when I wrote this poem.
The children met in the Land of Dreams
Happy and innocent, they joined hands
Formed a circle,
Made a silent promise to hold on to their dreams
The first line of their childish chant began
In loud, joyful voices.
Ring around the rosies…
A tall man with a scowl upon his withered face,
Thrust the burden of responsibility
Upon their tiny shoulders
Forcing a few to grow up too quickly
And forget their fragile dreams.
Pocket full of posies…
A beautiful girl with long flowing hair
And snake-like eyes
Used honeyed words as her tool,
And slithered into a few of the children’s hearts
Causing them to lose faith in themselves
Abandoning the Land of Dreams.