A Different Dreamer by Oscar Peñaranda
Current mood: hopeful
A Different Dreamer by Oscar Peñaranda
Salinlahi / A Different Dreamer
Forgive me
if my dreams were not
made of Hollywood
technicolor soda-pop snow
and golden gate banks and
push button automatic
self-styling hairsprays
Twenty dollars an hour
and where it's even hard
to get a job as a maid they pay
so high and they say
the servants here are richer than the masters there
forgive me
If my dream was just
to someday climb
afrenzied on their highest hill
and sound the conch shells
of my conscience
blast my guts out blowing
somewhere on this earth
there is a noble and tragic
race whose songs
beg for the singing
And believe me there
were times when I too tried
to still the voices till
the volcanos erupted even
in my sleep I could get
no more peace forgive
me if
my dreams
were not to suck
what is theirs
but to pour what is ours
| Currently listening: Stranger in My House [CD] By Tamia Release date: By 27 March, 2001 |


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