October 3, 2018

Doomed Dreams

by Matthew Bazemore

Doomed Dreams

There I am, running on a field
Touching three bases and arriving home
Hearing the fans celebrate
And the singing truck giving away ice cream cones
My family and friends smiling at their All-star, so very proud
After nine innings, I head to Buck Boone Road
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am
On the 50 yard line
The fans are cheering on the side
When I hear hike, I’m ready to strike
I won’t let them score
When I spot the runner with the ball, I’ll do what a linebacker is known for
When I tackle, I strike hard
Sack the quarterback
Make them lose a few yards
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am, my shoes squeaking on the shiny floor
Shooting threes and driving it in is how I score
Not minding hitting the backboard, but the swish is what I wish
Nothing but net
Dribbling the ball, making sure its with one hand
My fashion is Jordan brand
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am hot and shiny
Lowering the blade, and making lanes
“Mama! The grass is mowed.”
I love doing things for the people I love
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am sitting in a stand
Holding a rifle, in my left hand
After baiting him with some corn
I wait to see some horns
This is something I have been doing since I was born
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am, driving fast down a path
Switching gears, and racing other gas guzzlers
With all this mud, I’m definitely need a bath
Jumping hills and spinning wheels
Hours at the time, I don’t care
I am just fine
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am, walking in the hot sand
Diving in the waves and trying so hard to get tan
Scoping out girls in tight suits under the Sun
Its a vacation that’s so much fun
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am, riding down the road looking for colorful lights
Puts me more into the Christmas spirit
Lights so bright in the night
Red, Green and white
Such a beautiful sight
Things like this, I could never give up

There I am, sleeping so well
Dreaming of things I love
I’ve got to be smiling during sleep like this
Dreams always take me back to the good times
Sleep, I can’t get enough
Sleep like this, I could never give up
But I have no choice

Boom! There I am, with wet eyes in in my room
The good dreams are now doomed
I can’t go back
I have to give these things up
It was awesome dreams, but Thats what makes it so rough
Eternal happiness is destroyed
Boom! Boom!
My dreams are doomed

Author’s Note
This piece was written to share my experience adjusting from the sighted world to the blind world. It has been hard, and still is but I have come to realize that it isn’t as bad as it seems. With the support and resources I have, I believe I have made it further blind than I would if I was still the young man you saw in Doomed Dreams. So although I miss those days I reminisce on, I remember that there’s always more options out there for me. My situation could had also been a lot worse. Now I am very grateful for each and every day, because my dreams aren’t doomed after all.

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