A Haunting Dream

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I had a dream so wild and dark I found myself lost in an Indian forest park The trees were tall, the air was still But something lurked, an unseen thrill

I heard the howls of wild wolves close by Their cries sent shivers down my spine I tried to run, but my feet were stuck I was trapped, with nowhere to duck

Then I heard it, a baby’s cries It was the same one that had died In a hospital bed, just the other day I saw it happen, in a cruel display

But in my dream, the baby was alive Trapped in a cage, barely able to thrive I tried to save it, but it was too late The wolves closed in, it was my fate

I woke up in a cold sweat This crazy dream, I’ll never forget The crying screams, the wild wolves’ song It all lingered, even after I was gone

I lay in bed, my heart still racing Trying to shake off this dream’s embracing But it lingered, a haunting tale Of a forest dark and a baby’s wail

I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread The memory of the baby, now dead But in my dream, it was alive Trapped and struggling to survive

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep This dream, it was too deep It felt so real, I couldn’t shake The memory of the forest, the wolves’ quake

I knew I had to do something To banish this dream, give it a fling So I got up, and…