Dreams: A poem by Aoife Lyster
Fighting Words 2019: Aoife Lyster is 18 and a student at Donabate Community College, in Co Dublin
Dreams are for the dreamers they say;
With corporate ties and
With tests and points,
Souls marked valuable by numbers and words scribed on clinical white paper
But I am a dreamer
I reach and yearn to the sky,
Fingers burned and scorched by scathing words
Of disappointment, discontentment, dishonesty
I try again.
Stretching to the stars,
Unblinking and unflinching at their intensity.
I dream for the dreamers. The free thinkers, risk takers, opportunity makers.
Imagination against damnation
Creative visionaries and those sceptical critics.
Labels, titles, scorn, hate, love, admiration.
The outside of the conscripting plain grey box.
Galileo, Rosa Parks, Darwin, Gandhi, Curie, Newton, Rowling, Harper Lee
Martin Luther, Mandela, Armstrong
Be a dreamer, a free thinker. Make an impact, leave a mark. Aspire to dream.
This poem took shape at one of the workshops run by Fighting Words, which was founded by Roddy Doyle and Seán Love in 2009 to nurture young writers around Ireland. It is now in Dublin, Belfast, Cork, Mayo, Wicklow, Galway, Donegal, Kerry, Wexford and Kildare