Rock Accountant

Wishing our kids into dreams

I had dreams that
the black kids did not.
I would have had even more,
but my parents knew that hope
was careless.
Their parents scared dreams
out of them
to protect them.
I guess they had never seen
even one come true.
My parent’s wishes,
if they had them at all,
slowly starved.
Ghetto dreams want to be stillborn
so kids never have to
wish they had been.

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If Wishes were Horses, then Beggars would Ride

I believe only Americans have wishes.

Other countries have hopes,

and that is substantially different.

Hope requires scarcity

while wishes do not.

Wishes brew in pots of plenty.

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