Dreams

Society becomes villainous, 

Mocks at my image 

As a bagatelle, 

Assassinates my dreams each moment.

Being truncated, 

I whine in silence, 

Tears trickle from eyes to touch ground in aloneness, 

And to prove my worth to myself, 

I work assiduously, 

Without expecting appreciation.

Focusing on work, 

I keep my lips tight at the taunt 

And the hatred that each eye scatters 

For my echelon. 

Yes, I will work passionately, 

I will not falter, 

I will not falter, 

I will bear the pain, 

I will work for my dreams, 

I will work for my dreams.