How soon we forget
The broken dreams of yesterday
Now scattered across the sands of time
Like broken bodies half covered and forgotten;
Each with his own
Dreams that never will come true
Carried on the winds to who knows where
Like a thought lost somewhere in mid sentence;
And will they appear
On the other side of awakening
To begin the journey one more time
Like a broken record going 'round and 'round?
How soon we forget
Today's sad news fades quickly
Into the hot dry sands of oblivion
And life goes on just as it always has
But for the grieving
Suspended now in their sorrow
Trying to make sense of utter senselessness
And retrieve those lost dreams for safe keeping.
Linda Ori
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-dreams-13/
