IMPROBABLE DREAMS

my dream is to see yesterday

repeat itself in today

my dream is to look for tomorrow

the mirror and see the now

can I find a great crazy

but I yearn for a new story

I want a new world

arisen from the ashes of the old

as small plants germinated

the feces of the old legends

I cry for a while and ditch the ground

disillusionment with diluted blood