The Streets Of Broken Dreams Poem by Denis Martindale

The Streets Of Broken Dreams



This life is more than dreams, I know,
Yet this dream came to me,
For down the streets my feet walked slow
While no-one else could see...
For in my spirit walk I went
And gently told to pray
For those to whom I had been sent
As I walked past their way...

So many broken hearts and dreams,
So many broken lives
And broken promises it seems
For husbands and their wives...
And little children roam those streets
Like lions, tigers, bears...
And hardly one the Saviour meets
Except in solemn prayers...

Relationships are all we are,
If sweethearts now and then,
Not everyone's a superstar
Who gets ten out of ten...
For some, it's failures all the time,
A humdrum life, no more,
Yet with the Lord, life's so sublime,
A gift worth praying for...

So as I walked past humdrum homes,
I prayed to God with love,
Who sees the bees in honeycombs,
Upon His Throne above...
For He alone can heal Mankind,
Restore lost souls to Him
And break their burdens that now bind,
Then fill them to the brim...

As I looked back, I saw things change,
Like darkness turned to light,
As God began to rearrange
And fight to make things right...
And only then did my dream fade
And melt away from view...
Then God declared, 'The changes made
Were simply thanks to you...'


Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012.


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