My dream job

To write my name in the middle of the sky

my name "Daisha, the greatest alive"

and on the streets of my hometown

to yell "She will bring light to the retirement town"

to write my name among the greats and win my crown

 

my dream job is for everyone to know my name

 for it  to reflect off of the window panes 

to hear my name ringing loud and clear

in the Broadway  audiences in the New York theaters 

screamning ANCORE!! ANCORE!! 

screaming they want more 

of my majesty 

to reign over their senses and crowd me more 

with love 

saying there is no one greater

that i am closet to God, my holy maker.

 

My dream is to belt out notes

singing for the ones who dont have the vocals 

singing for the ones who are stuck at the broke down job locals

singing for the ones who lost their dream's focus 

i just want to live it up before my time is over

leave my mark before the world freezes over

 i want to let the world know that i was here

be the hero of my peers

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