Dreams On Dust

Torn and wounded by past
I pick my soul rested on dust
Cause I carry hopes of change
They said I'm stupid and strange
I was judged by my background

A background I just found
Torn and melting like ice
with my fingers like grains of rice
I turn my eyes to the hills
I embrace the love nature fills
My heart will forever be rich

Despite my misery an suffering
I've found love and hope
Despite the struggles and pain
I gained hope that it'll rain
Once I pick my Dreams On Dust

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Key Words : Msizi,Zulu Man

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It\'s a fantastic poem about being judged by your background but still believing in your dreams and carrying on despite the circumstances. It\'s all about hope and desire .please motivate me by rating it.