Dreams

I dreamed and I ended up in a hole.

Sold into a land and people I didn't know.

I could've lost hope, yet I did my best.

I was rewarded, then falsely accused,

I ended up in a caged hole, rank and dark.

I could've lost myself, yet I tried again.

Trusted I interpreted their dreams

And was forgotten in the pit again.

So when it came to being called to Pharoah.

I could've lied, I could've played them all.

But I chose to stay true and interpreted right.

I was greatly rewarded. Then came the ones

Who sold me and forgot me, started it all.

Yet I loved them still, my brothers, and I cried.

Cried for home, for all that was lost, for many.

I invited them to eat, revealed myself, and forgave.