A Dreaming Dream Poem by David Olusanya

I stood in the middle of the center,
Sucked my food from a poisoned placenta.
Yet I live!
Because I believe;

That I am a dreamer's dream
that I am made for a moment
that I am many dreamers' dream
that I am the heartbeat of eternity and the pulse of the present.

So I live in day and night,
being a seed of gloom and light
a pendulum of the then and now,
being a verb and a living noun.

I am the dream in every head,
dreamers- of the living and of the dead.
I live in homes and graves,
I am the song of masters and slaves.

I grew on the left side of the right,
dressed in rag and less at sight.
Yet I live!
Because I believe;


That I carry the future of tomorrow
that I am the song of the sparrow
that I must not loosen the rope
of the dreamers' dreaming hope.

So I toil in nights and thrived in days,
I work the dream, to give the world a daze
I sow my soul in the soil of the future
creating a country for a new-born culture.

I am a dreaming dream-
a seed of the dreamers' dream.
I am the treasure of tomorrow,
and the sweet song of a sun-light sparrow.

David O. Olusanya