It really is horrifying to awaken
to the realism of your adulthood.
To watch the news and read the papers
only to be told that the dreamers and heroes
of you childhood
have left this world for a better one.
Or none at all?
Or perhaps they pass out of this plane of existence
knowing that in some way,
their death signals the rebirth of another dreamer?
But if that is the case,
then what use is the dreamer?
only to dream?
When then, does the dreamer awaken?