His dream told him of it, and he wrote it

Victory, Victory, have ye seen a dream from a man’s sleeping?
He dreamed of thou yet he was not aware that you are him
Have ye seen his dream, Victory, have ye, or have ye not?
He could not remember his dream, a dream of Victory
Surely it was strange hence have ye seen it?

Victory, Victory, have ye seen his parents?
They smiled for their beloved child
He spoke of his dream, his parents rejoiced
But they knew not that they do
For the coming is drawn

Victory, Victory, have ye seen his friends?
They were great amazing and beyond awesome
He told them of his dream, and they believed in him
But they knew not that they do
For the drawn is near or should it be

Victory, Victory, have ye seen a riddle in his dream?
Fantasy, imagination, and sort of them
Have ye seen them with thy truth?
His dream told him of it, and he wrote it
Did ye hear everything or how well art thy ears

© Ismael Mansoor

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This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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