Sometimes the dream feels hidden between faith and fate, but art keeps speaking.
This poem is a reminder to myself that no matter how slow the journey looks, dreamers never stop creating.
What Dreamers Don’t Do
I dream of becoming a sculptor
who speaks through his hands,
one who makes the known truth visible,
who silently speaks to the hearts of the possessed
like walking zombies,
through the truth they can finally see.
Yet, all remains a mystery,
caged deep in the heart,
resting between faith and fate.
But there’s something
dreamers don’t do—
DREAMERS DON’T QUIT!!
— Abefe Art
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