what happened br to the dream of the dawn? br br is it deferred br or it dried up br like a date-palm-nut in the desert sun? br br I remember when you stacked your tongue out— br and the old man inside me became young again br br the sun has not traveled half the golf course br it is only the quarter moon br br what happened to the dream br that it howls a thousand torments br cursing the sky god br whose plea for mercy br raises more dust than buffaloes stampeding br br my poem limps br pallid from seasons of diet of tears br what happened br to the dream of the dawn br entangled in fetid forests br sinking in shimmering pools?br br Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiesebr br