Dreams
From beginning to end
We work and we dream.
There are those who condescend
But let it not affect what we mean
We are human.
Our actions driven by motivation,
With everything on the line--
For something as great as the nation.
By this we escape the grasp of reality,
Pushing ourselves to the limit.
Going beyond what the eye can see,
We dream our dreams until the final minute.
When nothing else matters,
The dreams we have keep us in a direction
When it seems life is shattered,
Our dreams reaveal our affection.
So what is the point of life?
To live out your dream.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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