A hat-full of dreams.
Not exactly what it seems.
For round every corner,
lies fears new world order.
Broken hearted man,
who's lost his only way.
Given up on mystery,
with dreams resigned to history.
Closed now is the book
under lock and key
tired of all the thinking
of the things I used to be.
Stuck now under stars above
knowing he cant aim,
to shoot and land amongst them.
To shine with them one day.
Fixed upon the spot now
tied down unto his fate,
writing pointless poetry
so he can dream today....
Ricky Glew
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