Humanity's Dream

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There is a Dream haunting Mankind
Real but ephemeral nonetheless;
Until slumber fades and the dawn light shines
'Twas a Dream Man die to possess.
How didst the slave know about Freedom?
When his feeble limbs were chained from birth.
It is that Dream in his heart burns
Luring him Freedom to love.
Like the gentle winter fire,
So tame yet it warms the heart;
Every slave's frozen heart aspires
That old old Dream of the prophet-bards.
Yet though desperately Man seeks his Dream,
Offering gold, bullet, blood and soul;
Until all his virtues and his sins
Found the door exiting this world;
Received the poor Man a Nightmare instead,
Every slave in the end, will end up dead,
Every man in the end, this slumber awake.

John 8:32

Happy Bastille Day 2006~Esp. to my brave friend, Sarah Wong who never fail to remind me of Bastille Day!