The Dream
by Kabriel Moorehead
What if all you ever wanted
Was redemption from a past
Where memories never faded
That should have died long ago;
Of fountains of youth never cherished
And treasures never found,
Because the mass of a lead footed past
Is handed down to the kids of a new age
Who have no fear of transversing seas
In search of a truth their parents have never known
Of that that point where we stop pursuing happyness
And finally reach it.
Of that moment when a generation leapfrogs its ancestors to the top of a mountain
Past un-kept promises
Into a land where tomorrow isn’t just another day
It’s another chance to redeem millions
To show that every struggle had a purpose
Every footstep, every plead to a world beyond our own,
Meant something
To show that no beleaguered voice went unheard
Or drifted off into the night alone
What if all you ever wanted was a light at the end of the tunnel
No matter how dim
Or for the stars to illuminate the way home
Towards a declaration of common independence
A chance to break the chain,
That put a strangle hold on the flow of progress.
Copyright 2011 | Kabriel Moorehead
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