Dream

Life as a dream,
Moving unseen.
From place to place,
Solely focused on the race.
To gain the world,
Yet forfeit the soul.

To grab hold,
Of all the spoils,
While trampling upon
The heads of the weak,
In order to cover up,
Our own brokenness.

Life as a dream,
Moving unseen.
Is this the dream,
We were created to see?