Living a Dream

A vision burning brighter than a bursting broom

Weaved by this endless race against the sun

This journey may lead to fortune or an early tomb

But failure isn’t decided until someone’s won

As soon as these eyes close, only then they begin to see

Unchained in slumber, creating a world on its own

Holding the value of reality in a dream, to finally be free

A feverish thrill pumping into the shallowest of bones

Yet, every day the spiteful dawn blinds them from sleep

Torn away from the space of safety and control

Where from each abyss they’d fly, no matter how deep

Where fate would give in to the flames of their soul

With hope’s weight growing weary in their hearts

They began to build a dream they could see with their eyes open

A world basked in peace, not war, painting their own art

A world where love triumphs over hateful fear and doubtful mistrust

Life was born within the minds that had been wiped of dust

The dust of ignorance, the dust once blocking their sight

They set to build a dream to be beholden by all

With only the flames of their soul and hope in their heart