A dream is what becomes a thought of refined surreal
Crafty eyes look a weary as the weights are shifted to the common and fluidity of laughter is walking and talking as the fools look beyond and find a true revulsion as the image changes and looks peer in correct thought
Equations to a thought of fluidity it becomes a measure of
possibility and ability that changes forth with hungry might
A mockery becomes the trumpet as it played its song of
denial for the bigot thrust his way to say I am
Questions marched from shore to shore who can have no dream
but a group of those whose eyes hold hate of all but settle for the One
Creative as one for the many the thoughts reel of a start of
known and unknown as the thief marches step by step with the Dream to destroy a
one, race and nation Crafty eyes look a weary as the weights are shifted to the common and fluidity of laughter is walking and talking as the fools look beyond and find a true revulsion as the image changes and looks peer in correct thought
The finale is a dream a falsity or culing of a fool
By
Felicia McCaw
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