Author: Melinda Canny
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Death of a Dream
Gotta put food on the table each dayI have a dream, my friends say no wayHave lots of children just have to payI got my dream carved out of me. My Dad and Momma said I was too dumb“Going to fail boy if you try until kingdom come”Now I sit here starring at that bottle…
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Choose
Two paths to takeWhich do you choosethe one that everyone saysis right for you. It leads straighttrue, to security, where you neverworry about clothes or food. A homeyou will surely have three bedrooms andtwo baths. Spend your time commuting, lost timeBut what does it do to your heart, your soul? Do you wantthe life others…
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Reach
One must have a mind of winterto grow old. I refuse. My mind isof sunshine and laughter, fantasyand fate. I reach for the unknownthough my body aches. My soulflies with my dreams, still to berealized. I listen not to those thatsay, why, aren’t you too old.I reach for the unknownthough my hair is turning grey.it…