Fading Dreams:

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life

The ease  with which the words would come

Now elusive and hidden from sight.

Seems a dream of years gone by;

Now a spot of fading light.

Hopes are built on fading dreams;

Dreams that once were sacred life,

Now appear as foolish thought;

Cutting deep as if a knife.

Fear of what the future holds;

Ties that bind and hold us fast,

Seeking refuge in false securities;

Hopes and dreams and worlds are dashed.

Losing sight of what there was;

Out of touch with what could be,

No focus left to see the path;

The  world will never set us free.

Wisdom cannot fight the f ight;

Words alone will drift away,

Cut these ties that bind the hope and 

Live the dreams of today.