As kids we all had dreams
Stocked in our tender heads
Actors in our dreams
Leaders in our realms
Our hands, bread winners for some
The rest on platter of gold at home
At a tender age we dream big
In order to fit to the wig
We watched the cars in fleets
As our eyes gazed at the streets
The red, the black and blue
The cost our heads never knew
Time passes like the fleet
As we strive to make ends meet
I achieved all my dreams with my tongue
Not knowing it'll hold me this long
My heart barely worried about my stomach
All I craved for was to make a mark
For everything we had, we shared together
Believing everything would last forever
I have been battling a million thought
What life is worth?
Did my dreams make a flight?
Did I forget the path of light?
I am pregnant of a dream
But I wish this life were like a film
Where the cast know their roles
And fly where ever their dream goes
(c) Akan
Udofia E. 2014
Edited by
Awa Chigozie Jerome
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