Even If I Dream


It’s not so important

And even if one tries hard

To gain something cerebral

People will call him charlatan

It’s always the same and never anything new

It doesn’t matter how much one works

They have need to say that they never knew

Even when one tries to be generous

It’s worthless and they believe it to be specious

So now I dream as I know that’s the only thing I can do

But still even if I dream

I know to count my stand, I’ve numbers very few

© Akhand Singh, 2008 © An Empty Glass, 2008

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