A poem asking questions.
What do you do,
When there is a dearth of dreams,
Maybe even a death of dreams,
When life looks more like a cage,
Than an adventure,
Yes,
What do you do,
To regain the dreams,
That have faded,
Or even become nightmares,
I don’t know,
But it is time to start asking,
What do you do?
© 2011 Vic Jones
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