A Dream Reviewed For You

Boom! Crash* blood everywhere on my hands and face

too  much noise i hear screaming but all i can think of is keeping my pace

i turn to a building that had already been demolished

just to take cover i pull out my gun praying not to be abolished

i think to myself before going out there

how many wars will it take before the people of earth make things fair

i get up switch positions to get a better angle

"its time for a change" sign drops infront of me,as it dangles

"Lifes never fair" i guess war will never end

its becoming a trend

i come out into the open area ready to fire

i come out and all i see is light it felt like my time had expire

then i hear someone talking as i sit on a stage being honored

i looked beside me as christian and my family awards me with the silver cord

i stand up and recite a poem an old friend had told me

""well lets pretend that we dont have to pretendthe world coming to an end is just another threatto fret about a trend that everyone be following nowwe loosing all sense of originality who you imitating now?what constitutes the modern movement that graffiti is a crimea beating on the mind yet another reason to spread my words through my eyesthe lack of intel misleading accusationsblame it on the fact there's too much freedom on this worldand i quote mr president "its time for a change"time for a change it was long over duetryna deny the truth and keep your dignity intact toowhile we approach at worlds endmind over matteri start to see life as a realm portraying nothing but fictionbut what we want it to be our little fantasythat contradicts the laws of societyand your personal well being might be at stakewhile you wishing airplanes be shooting stars in the night sky to right your mistakesor another barrier you cant seem to surpass and takethat extra step needed to approach level greatnesswell wasted oppurtunites that be thrown to your chestinquisite master lyricist bout to go bomb on your parade-I.L""

i wake up and walk right to the mirror

and i saw my image of a soldier

it blurs out as i hold a picture of my family on one hand and my dogtags on the other

and i ask myself will i put myself through this will i ever bother?

i think of my future and my reason to join"for the experience ofcourse"

but my first dream was too cook and to be in the medical field course

i talk to a good friend he told me that "you have a better future dont ruin it being like me"

"think of all your friends whose lives been taken by some crazy person who had nothing to live for but kill soldiers for no reason at all"me,

think of me i was your best friend you didnt approve of me as in infantry men

i was killed by own crew to save my whole crew

dont put yourself in this like you said at my funeral"i smile at his funeral cause i know his in a better place where nothing can hurt him anymore"

"allison you are my best friend you've allways been so please dont go for this anymore"

i finally wake up crying, thinking of how my mom felt and how my loving boyfriend broke to tears of me leaving

it killed me so I  decided to write it down and tell you

By: Allison Madamba

Reason:dreamt of it again