by Derrick L. McFadden

Young Black Minds filled with dreams
Some fulfilled  some lost in the stream

Washed away by words of discouragement and negative tones
Never to be found again, taken from home

Some are shot down and left to die
Others are snatched by drugs, in the blink of an eye

I think to myself how many dreams have been stolen 
by murder, drugs and  have been locked-up
Leaving family and friends crushed and broken-up

I wish I could gather all the dreams lost in time
Dust them off and let them gleam on the world like sunshine

To show everyone all the dreams that were taken away
Which could have changed the world and made today a better day. 

Dreams by Derrick L. McFadden

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