Some Dreams

Some dreams have no answers some dreams make no sense Some dreams last forever perched upon a Razor-wire fence Some dreams make us empty, other dreams make us whole I once rode the breath of a dream right straight into my soul Sometimes I search for answers to questions I have never thought I used to think every dream had a price and it could be bought I learned that dreams, which can be bought, are not dreams at all Just another way for some fool to bang his head against the wall I pray all throughout the day, in the circle I burn my sage Isn’t everyday of our lives another beautifully written page This is the way I have come to believe, it is everything that I see Sometimes what is, is not what was, but it is as it should be Life is made for living and we must all choose our path The good, bad, happy or sad, it is up to us to do the math So what does this poem mean have I not written it so clear Dreams, schemes and old routines can drown our soul in tears So if we are unhappy about the lives that we have come to live Lets rely on a dream with Jesus Christ teaching us how to give When we are willing to give all we have, the Lord will make sure we will always have something to give. Be strong in who you are and what you believe because in the end you will pay the price of your actions. Let your Soul be where you seek your answers for Christ lives with-in each of us. Our mistakes prove we are human our salvation proves we are redeemed and our love is what proves we are saved. I love all of you more than i could ever say. I hope that Gerard Keogh Jr. reads this poem for i wish to dedicate it to him. What a wonderful gift his poem to many of us was.