Last night I had a dream I was in heaven talking to Angels,…
My name was Sean,
African American teen, age seventeen,
Named after my father,
I was loved deeply from the day I was born,
People had sworn I would be the president one day,
I did really good in school,
Elementary school was ok,
But highschool was cool,
I never got to finish school,
I never got in trouble,
Didn’t give my parents a hard time,
I’m not saying I was perfect,
But I’m sure I did my best,
The rest of my life I’ll never see and it just started,
It all ended after a pool party of all things,
I was on my way home in my dads car,
It was a small City so the ride wasn’t going to be far,
I got pulled over for no apparent reason,
I had my windows up because of the season,
I had no need to worry I had a clean record,
Never touched a gun or drugs,
A tap at my window by the officer,
Then a request for ID,
After that I don’t know what he could see,
But he must have thought it was him or me,
Because that’s my last memory,..
I awoke from my dream that seemed to be mixture of reality and a nightmare,
I fell to my knees to pray,
Please God make a way..
I often dream, some good some bad. I wonder why and what is the meaning of it.
I heard of this same dreamđŸ¤”
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