DREAMS COME IN DIFFERENT SHAPES

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Dreams they come
Some cold, others in flames
Floating through,
people we meet without names
But to dream, some don’t,
for others it’s a norm

I caught a figure in one of my dreams
It had the shape of a woman,
it knew my name
I sailed my ship on rocks,
for drought brought no rain,
no stream
But with the skies dark,
we feared for storm,
we forgot the rain

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I float almost seamlessly
through consciousness
Their numbers multiplied,
in my veins they pumped
I felt the air, not wind
and its freshness
With my sensitivity heightened​,
at each sound I jumped

You see, people they scare me
Devils don’t, neither do demons
From all these I long to be free
Not to slave for anyone,
not even Mormon.

From one of our very finest poets Augustine Obi

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