Dreams

Dreams

A Poem by Richard Dotson, Jr.

I still can’t believe it took five years to reach my dreams.
But it only took you nine months to destroy ‘em or that’s the way it seems.
Why me? You let the power go to your head.
Shoulda just finished me off and left me for dead.
Now you have to live with the reality that I’ll be back.
It’ll be a gamble, but in this game of roulette, place all your bets on black.
Damn… at this point I should just give it up.
Got too much pride to quit now, still got time to live it up.
Almost sold my soul and made a deal with the Devil.
Then I realized that you’re not on my level.
You played your hand and somehow won…
But I’m comin’ back blazin’ without fire or a gun.
I’m playing ruthless, but this time it’s for keeps.
Get that motion detector to warn you while your dog sleeps.
Created by anger, bound by hate, and consumed by rage.
I’m your ordinary grizzly bear, trapped in your circus, locked in a cage.
I must continue the struggle to fight this uphill battle.
Time to slaughter the weak like mindless cattle.
This story is half true, half fiction.
Just trying to hold my head up without causing friction.
But it’s time to go … my journey’s over.
I ran out of luck like a leafless four leaf clover.
I will return, this is my solemn vow.
But I’m lost and haven’t a clue what to do now.
Weak I am but strong enough to sail this river of tears.
I will get through this and over come my fears.
Maybe I’m blowing smoke, like an iron that steams.
No, I’m not. Just doing what I gotta do to achieve my dreams.
You think you know me? You haven’t a clue.
But if someone stole your dreams, what would you do?

© 2008 Richard Dotson, Jr.


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Richard Dotson, Jr.
Richard Dotson, Jr.

Bridgeport, CT



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