His name is always resounding
in daily minor conversation
he steals broken dreams
from an old dusty drawers
people put in the basement
and years passed by
they ignore it
but when it’s gone
they just know it’s gone
and they are looking for him
to get it back
and put it back
in the dusty drawer
with a rusty brown lock
they hit him, beat him
they make him suffer
the consequences they said
for he glue the broken dream
and make it as ornament
in his shabby little nest
reflecting on it everyday
imperfect images creates jollity
his shople vision
he ditty on it day and night
you see…
broken dreams
insignificant and disdained


lunatic world we’re living in


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