My Dying Dream Poem by Kweku Atta Crayon

Once upon a time
A dream sank
under broad day sight of the dreamer

Again he stargazed
and another dream was born
it came to stay

Last week, the new dream stood
between life and death

Weeping heart of the dreamer
ululated for first aids from family and friends
response sounded so deliquium
Death was apparent

Oh God so you heard my cry
where descended this angel?
She cameth at the last breath (yesterday)
Paid life in abundance (money was not a problem)
Now the dream lives to materialise

Thank you Angel Abena Piesie King
Thank you God.