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What becomes of a dream deferred?
What is the substance of hope with no faith?
What of timid desires?

Good questions, but better still.

What dream was the last you led to slaughter?
Whose blessings did you forfeit when your dream died?

I see these good intentions strewn across landscapes haunted by unintentional souls swimming in misplaced promises?

Our influence recedes, like creeping creeks slinking backward, exposing abandoned dreams, who, like discarded tires, speak through the ravages of time.

There is no life where resignation reigns.
Could you fathom hope resurrected in deserts once abundant with despair?

No, No No!!
There is ONLY crushed desires paying homage to despair and pain?
These desires remember promises chanted over familiar verses and forgotten days and sadly, tears silently testify against heartfelt pledges.

Those pledges exist in wistful glances and as reflections tilled in the fields of the successful.

They are but estranged friends, who sorrowfully, out of duty
give way to 9 to 5s,
give way to kids,
give way to unloving loves,
give way to life and usher forth deathbeds comforted by regret.

Dutifully sorrow visits, bearing gifts wrapped in possibility never to be opened.
There are no heirs to our potential there is only grief.
Not of dreams deferred but dreams unfulfilled.

In the wake of our dreams death,  we feign smiles,
mourning and lamenting gasping between steps,
marching, marching to our maker.

But you know?

There, ARE  ROSES GR-ROWING in cracked asphalt, defying desolation!!!
Mocking despair, they turn leaves to glorious sunsets.
They rise above skyscrapers
They are towering marvels to the sanctity of desire bathed in the purpose of God.
Rise and grow, live and love, forgive and receive.

You who are bound with the weight of broken dreams.
You whose arms are polluted with the burden of butchered desires …
Rejoice for the day has come when your seeds of greatness surrendered unto God will rise and live again.

Today not only can you dream again,

AMEN HALLELUJAH

You will dream again.

Ken Robinson