Poems

Shattered DreamsThe flowers which were meant to bloomthey wilted so unforeseenthe lights of this wretched worldRadiant yet hidden under a stoneDeath took them young and so alone.One of them felt forsakenso asked the lord when he went to heavenWhy my lord? Why now?When I was so close to shining my lightSee I was willing to fight the fightI was going to get my degreeI was hoping to support my familyAnd become the man you wanted me to beMy mother is sick she really needs meSee I was trying to take care of the hands that took care of meHave you forgotten my prayers?Then tell me why am I resting with my shattered dreams?The lord replied;Well young man it’s a fine job you did till nowI must say I am truly proud of youAnd there is not a way I could forget youNothing can hinder my love for youYou lived you life the hard wayAnd now I forgive all you swayAnd your mother is going to be okayYou have come to the source of your lightThis is where you end you fightLay your dreams with meAnd your wishes shall be! Dedicated to: Three Alemaya Students who died May, 2004Your EyesThe only battle field I face defeat,The only place I dare not seeOne glance and I’m on my kneeI raise my sword so uprightBut I point it towards my heartIt is a war I fear to fightIt’s a place I’m unable to conquerI have gone back and forth on this endeavorAll it takes is on simple gazeAnd then my face I dare not raiseIt’s a place where your eyes ruleAnd in that zone your slave you fool.You speak with your eyes you say the unsaidThen I can feel my face turning red.So I’ve never looked at your eyesWill they reveal something in disguise?Do they hide a man unreal?or is it that I fear to seethat may be one dayI’ll surrender and look at themand never look away. May, 2004