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Tuesday, August 21, 2012

A Dream


I trudged amidst the desert’s heat.
Vultures crowded the sky.
The heated wind slapped my face.
Then, I couldn’t stand
The heat, the vultures, and the arid land.
Far away I saw an oasis.
I crawled over the sand to lean against a palm tree.
In moments I slumbered
And began to dream.
I dreamt that:
All nations knelt to the Creator,
All nations recited a peace song together,
All nations blended,
And colors, ranks, and social statuses ended.
False pride disappeared,
And white pigeons formed a white flag for peace.
The flag held the burdens of all the nations;
And a phrase beneath it said,
“Freedom for all and justice forever.”
I woke up and had to move on.
In the mirage, I saw another oasis
And another dream.
Amidst all:
Vultures,
Heat,
And wind.
I moved on with a desire and a dream,
Carrying an oasis... in my so-called savage heart.
Still I carry a dream.

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