Share the Dream

Ugonna Wachuku


Day breaks in on us slowly.
Today's journey through life
will be full of riddles and


Life will surely bring new
suprises and strange shadows.


Shadows of this new day
will certainly accompany
us through inspiring village
paths and forests.


On our way to the farm,
new meaning to life will
be found.


Ancestral footprints will
be followed on our way to
plant hopeful crops for tthe
coming harvest.


Whether there will be a
harvest, we cannot tell.
The world have changed so
much since grandpa and
grandma were children
in the family.


Then, our ancestors could
smell good weather and
refreshing rain. Now, we
smell cyclones, nuclear
pollution and destructive
rain filled with the flaming
scent of this global warming.


Anyway, my friends, we are
headed for the farm:


We must plant our crops
for the coming harvest.
We have good hope for


We have bountiful, fresh
dreams and love for human-
kind's survival.


Our dreams are real and
worthy enough to go round
the earth with love and


Come, my love.
Come, mankind.
Share the dream
of my soul.


Cape of Good Hope
darling, share our
dream of a bountiful
new harvest and healing
for humanity.


Come, my friends.
Walk with us through
ancestral village paths
to the farm of hope
and love unchained.


Come, all of you
who will:



Share the Dream 

~ Critiques/Comments ~ 


Mona Omar

lets all share the dream of happiness ,peace and love


Helen Schmidt

Ugonna,  This is a lovely poem of hope and dreams of making the world a better place.  Would that these dreams come true!  Best regards, Helen


Amy Riberdy

A poem filled with hope for the beauty of the old world to survive in spite of the destructive nature of a modern life that threatens to destroy the beauty of the land & a way of life..  Amy


Misty Lackey

for some reason I could see this poem on a huge flag or on a huge blue sky for the whole world to see feelings that set free the mind on todays nature and world..



Bonjour(Swiss) Ugonna,  As I read your poem, I thought about those who did not make it to another day, following the attacks on New York twin towers and on the Pentagone.  Yes each day is a day of hope even if the changing world around us threatens to rob us of our subsistence, loved ones and hope.  Each day is a new beginning not only for us but also for the coming generations.  We have to pass on the dream unless we die.  This poem is fitting for such time as this.  Thank you  Michelle  


Deborah Russell

For some reason one of my favourite books comes to mind, "The Good Earth", by Pearl S. Buck. A book which still lends passages to my mind, years after reading it for the second time. Of course I would like to think that most of us do 'keep the dream' of green pastures close to our hearts. Again the form of the last three stanzas is a goblet. And the wine flows freely dripping from the stem. An inspirational image!   


Gail Henderson

beautiful words it is amazing  

when i read this poem it was  

like the words were flowing  

of the pages great work keep it up.

2002-07-10 02:29:24  


Adele Smith

This poem shows that sometimes we don't know what life can bring us. Only with Hope and understanding does we seem to move forward in life. keep up the great work

2003-06-01 15:38:59   


Ruth Lovejoy

I really feel your heart in this piece! An outstanding one!

2008-01-13 15:32:22 


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