Prophet Or Dreamer?
Am I a dreamer?
Ever dazzled by unseen dawns,
always hearing the song of liberty
though freedom's flag is torn.
I walk towards a world
no borders, kings or slaves;
history claims the warrior's hand
peace the crown of bays.
I see the hungry feasting
midst the brotherhood of man,
all the children singing,
the fear of famine gone.
I find the common man
hold his brother dear
create a world of social justice;
Elysian fields their sphere.
Freedom's flag is torn,
quiet is liberty's song,
unrisen suns still to dawn;
prophet, or dreamer born?
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