A word to the Unwise:

What if we live in a world
where dreams go to die.

What if we have to face it and discover
that none of us are meant to be anybody.

That not one of us will
ever be president, a movie star, or a
famous person of any kind.

What if nobody like us wins,
much less earns, a million dollars.

What if that only happens to Them:
The Blessed.
The Lucky.
The Gifted with their perfect skin
and beautiful eyes.

There is still a bright side.

Even if I am a nobody, I am still kin
to the tireless Dreamers, in the eye
of a hurricane of heartbreak yet
to arrive.

I will not squander my unrequited destiny.

Better to perish in a
fool’s dream than to
live in armless reach
of paradise.