ghost town

Life has long abandoned this town I once called home,
Now forgotten dreams roam its empty streets,
Dreams that once shown bright and full of promise,
Now litter the gutters and choke the very water ways that once brought life,
Those who knew better fled this abyss,
An exodus of higher learning, higher earning,
Yet for those less fortunate,
Their own forgotten dreams now roam among them, taunting them,
Dreams of a life on stage - actor, actress, ballet dancer, performer,
Dreams of being a doctor, a lawyer, a chief executive officer,
Dreams of being President,
Dreams of being a fireman, a cop, a prince, a princess,
Dreams that have died a horrible death giving way to the nightmares of reality,
A reality that drives many to a potent inhilation,
Intravenous subjugation,
To escape this lifeless obligation,
Of a life null of reason or motivation,
And the ones I love the most,
Call it home, this town of ghosts,
So I keep hope alive,
That soon there will breathe new life,
In this ghost town I once called home.
--"quiroz" 2005