My shattered dreams

I drank stars
walked on the moon
Slept with oceans
Lived in the western countries
With entire emotions
Dreamt happiness
Loved beauties
Looked for suns warmth
Hoped for equalities

But when I opened my eyes

There was nothing but, nightmares
Starvation and famine were a blink away
Bullets were shared instead of bread everyday
Homes were destroyed
No roof left over heads
Politics were a theme of lies, and inequalities
My dreams were shattered

Fridoun

Mon, 10 Mar 2008.
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