Dare To Dream
Disorganized-this world has fallen;
the scales have come unbalanced.
thus cry the winds of time;
listen as they whisper,
"Do not fear,
I am here-
I am near"
it is of little comfort,
guide without soul.
History lies,
shredded and disillusioned.
And as of yet
we do not see,
nor walk the paths
reformed;
All to pass
one day will at last
claim a victory.
Accept the here and now,
it is all that is left-
without the strength
each soul will bring
dare we dream?
Phathom the future,
whose debths are without measure;
destiny calls
and within it all,
we can no futher fall.
Lift up our hands,
our cries will demand-
humanity return to
the powers that be,
souls stand up tall,
lift your sight high;
never forget
one may fall to the knees-
but as long as you dream,
as long as you dream;
all that you wish for
will come to be.
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