Wishing our kids into dreams

by Regis Boff

I had dreams that the black kids did not,

I would have had more than I did

but my parents knew that dreams were wasteful.

The black parents thought dreams were dangerous.

I guess because they had never seen
even one that came true.

My father’s dreams,
if he had them at all,
slowly starved.

Ghetto kid’s dreams were mostly stillborn.

White children are obese with dreams.

The dreams of the poor are skinny.

When you can’t wish

your children won’t dream.