Dreams oh! Dreams,
Littered in the shadows of our memories,
A remnant of shattered hopes,
From the futility of unutured past.
Dreams oh! Dreams,
Concieved by the wakening of our thought,
'Cause we heard they had,
In the midst of their journey.
Dreams oh Dreams,
Coined from their quest for democracy,
For in liberty it stood,
As in the journey of time.
Dreams oh! Dreams,
Dispersed in our hearts,
From time immemorial,
A heritage of our fathers.
Dreams oh! Dreams,
Choking from the ages of our past,
Leaves from withered political irokos,
On the verge of its green vegetation.
Dreams oh! Dreams,
Watered in a Nations nursery,
Of spanky shrubs,
Yet it grew and was bullish.
Ben Chukwuemeka Okere
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-of-my-fathers/
