I am trapped in my dream
In a land of nauseating beauty
Where beaked creatures touch the sky
Soaring high above
Daring the angels to play tag
With life growing from dirt
Bursting forth with shimmering radiance
Assaulting my eyes with brilliance
Enough to lure a poet’s attention
I am trapped in a dream
Perhaps it is a nightmare
Because I see no angels
Just creatures like me
Weaving death and destruction
They dwell in god’s house
Yet they search for heaven
Hearts blackened by greed
Souls sold to the devil for epidemics and disease
I am trapped in a dream
But not for long now
Because it is getting dark
And soon I must rest
When the lights are out
I will retire to my bed
I will escape my dream
In blissful sleep, then I will live
Till morning when I must wake and dream
i kyambadde
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