I sat next to a drunk young man on the bus to Ellen Brook one evening, He had a box of beer wrapped around his arms. After the usual introductions, he went ahead to tell me how he had been trying very had to not return to prison; he was released around a year ago. But he had been in prison for 3years.
Although his words were quite muddled together, I was able to comprehend his meaning as much as possible. He must have been in his mid-twenties slim frame, and almost athletic in build. He was full of regrets especially for the actions that took him to prison.
After a long conversation, he dropped the can of beer in his hands he gave me a straight look. “ I really have to stop this, “ He said. “I’ve two daughters, I’ve got to do it for them”. Those few words stayed with me. He was drunk yes…But he had a dream.
Dreamers are hardly noticed; they only exist in a world of their own. The world today is a fast one, people like success stories that are smooth and enticing; in fact, most people just want to know that you are a success, the process is of no interest to them.
Dreamers never get recognition for anything, the human race is programmed to only celebrate achievers, people who have thrived against every odd. People, who fought their fights and won. Those are the people we are usually proud of showing off, those are our icons of success.
The sad reality however is; they too were once destitute, nobodies, broke, homeless and nothing short of a dreamer. They had a dream; they told the world their dreams, and people laughed, sometimes to their very faces.
Drug addicts trying desperately to become clean, with every attempt a very loud and repeated voice ringing in their ears saying; “You can’t do it, this is all you will ever be” The quiet moment they cry alone because even family members cannot put their trust in them anymore.
They cannot get the right kind of jobs, so they can’t earn a reasonable wage. yet, they hold themselves high, and constantly trying to prove to us that they are doing their very best to win back the hearts they have once betrayed.
I say to you these are our true champions; the dreamers, the hopefuls, the people who literally have nothing but hope, the single mother who lost her child due to human error, the man who lost his home because his brilliant plan failed.
I may never meet you in person, but you have my attention; you have my respect. Today, your dream is all you have, but it won’t take long. Hold on to your dream, it will power you through this fight that you alone understand.
I celebrate with you on your victories at conquering your past and starting afresh, I stand with you and believe strongly in your future, you have come this far; you will do much more. I salute you, esteemed soldier; your story would soon be told.