World of Dreams

Men all throughout society forget their dreams and fade into obscurity... but why do so many people lose sight of their dreams and goals? What has this world become?
It seems this earth that I once knew
Has crumbled beneath my feet.
The dust and rubble, still wet with dew,
Are the remains of this world's defeat.

I watch as the ashes of my beliefs
Gently weigh down upon my head;
Heavy sorrow and loss call out grief
To gaze upon these dreams that lie dead.

There was a time when the stars were bright
And this place was young with hope and love.
There was a time when we saw the light
And our faith stretched to the sky above.

Now look upon the ruins of the wake,
Broken palaces that once held ambition,
For all we have done is yearn to slake
Empty promises that we mistake for passion.

Where has the strength within us gone,
The power and desire to act on what is right?
There is no hope for light when it turns dawn
If we are stuck within a hollow, endless night.

Why has the fire of our dreams burnt to ash?
How is it that we are no longer truly free?
The time has come for ourselves to ask:
Is this who I have always wanted to be...?
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Published: 8/6/2010
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