The Unspoken Dream 

My hopes and dreams were dashed a sunder today with just a few words
By themselves they had not the power to destroy dreams 
But together they tore and mangled a vision 
That the world will never know 
And none shall morn 
For a dead dream. 

Choose carefully your words less you kill another's hopes and wishes 
For in just a short careless moment a world can die 
Never to be born or experienced 
A joy smashed upon the rocks 
To die in slow tears to fall upon the dirt. 

So much that could of been will never touch your heart or being 
For it passed before it could be born with just a spoken word 
An emptiness fills the void left behind 
Never to be, never to see It might of been great 
And now it is less Than death 
The unspoken Dream. 

Annette Rust copyright 1997-1998