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“Ghetto of Lost Dreams One certain street, consumed by dust Certain hearts, sorrowful, empty. This is where the lost dreams abide This is where they are abundant. Dreams many decades forgotten. A disappointed love there lies, In the corner noiselessly asleep. A long trampled aspiration Waits patiently in the hallway. Left to lie until the dusk comes To sweep them to their deserved rest, With her gentle golden fingers. Dreams that have yet to awaken; But meant to be dreamt all the same. A spark not caught, not yet a blaze. People not yet born, whose lives are Already planned all the way through” — Emilia G. Roberts
Ghetto of Lost Dreams
One certain street, consumed by dust
Certain hearts, sorrowful, empty.
This is where the lost dreams abide
This is where they are abundant.
Dreams many decades forgotten.
A disappointed love there lies,
In the corner noiselessly asleep.
A long trampled aspiration
Waits patiently in the hallway.
Left to lie until the dusk comes
To sweep them to their deserved rest,
With her gentle golden fingers.
Dreams that have yet to awaken;
But meant to be dreamt all the same.
A spark not caught, not yet a blaze.
People not yet born, whose lives are
Already planned all the way through