For every dream there is a price
That may be of the value equal to
The nights and days,
filled with
Continuous miseries
and breath of sigh.

It may demand consumption of
Very self of you, it may ask for
Rebirth of you, though nothing of these
Is a piece of cake, but it is inevitable.

Don't you know about the dream of God
He saw a dream of an ideal being, just and right.
He procreated that with so much pride
And now that being is his rival
The man who God created in his image, now want his throne, but still God is the obsessed with dream.
Because God knows

For every dream there is a price.