Dreams are like water, fluid in motion.
From rivers to oceans there are different kinds,
But flow is what matters to rid the grime
Dreams are like air crisp and cool
But if fumed with flames, it will break and burn through
Dreams take on the earth the grass and trees
But with one wrong step, it stings, like a petrified bee
Just like our world, dreams scatter within
From justice to peace to sacrifice and sin
They seem pretty simple easy to define
Modernized, functional, mostly fine
But the surface only shows half of the time
To work, succeed, suffer, or obey
Dreams give you hope! If you’re willing to pay.