Dreams like a rainforest in the deepest
desert
or the fortune in a jar under the bed
Dreaming is good they say
But dreaming about dreams is the right way to nothing
you can never expect anything of it
nor make it your reason to get out of bed
to face the society or this world what is has become
vile and rotten under a skin of betrayal
under the skin of the sugarcoat roads
the forest,the cities and the people
making that skin seem bigger with their good deeds
and their smiles
but after all it's just a clock
and before you know
you are there
under the ground
and the clock still ticks
you haven't made a difference
not even a scratch
and now I think
about the dutifulness of this life
dreaming about heroic deeds
or about passion
but those are dreams
we live for nothing
