Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Ships and Rockets

I knew this man once
who dreamed dreams
with his eyes open
spectacular dreams in colour
splendid dreams that made me wonder
clowns on stilts, while juggling flames sticks
babies with wings
with bow and arrow
shooting strangers, falling in love
great box tanks, that flattened ranks
throwing food and water to the poor
I knew this man once
beard unkept, rags filthy
who dreamed dreams
while sitting in the park
and the sun shone-
the breeze was cool
and all our children would be learning in school
and he dreamed of ships and rockets
that would fly you away
to a land where you'd be free to stay
and laugh and dance
sing and shout
and no other person would be about
freedom would be for
all humanity, there would be no cause
for death and disease
this man who dreamed dreams
he wish he'd see
these dreams he dreamed
play into reality



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