Post Number: 2
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|Posted on Wednesday, March 29, 2006 - 03:24 pm: ||
IS IT A DREAM?
Maybe life is not real
But a real big dream
Maybe my eyes will soon open...
At any moment, I値l realize
That I致e been dreaming for a long while
Maybe my dreams will take me
To a place far beyond or below
Or, to another world beyond the sky
Maybe I値l stop & think
Is this world really real?
For yesterday I saw three men killing three men
Today, three women and three children are ignored
But is that real? Or is it just another dream?
O how can human beings be so unreal?
Sometimes I close my eyes so tight
To deprive myself of seeing the world
I preferred to dream-dreams of my own globe
A place where love and kindness are still alive
O I know!
My warm hopes this dream will never slaughter
But in reality, my clock of life is ticking...tick, tick and tick
Here I'am forced to see them all as naturally wicked
They are hidden in fake accented love
Here I知 covered in tears, and in suffering
For our mothers and our sisters are crying for help
I wish I could help them all
But at any precious minute now
I'll wake up...
Under the moonlight
I値l face this unreal world
I'll face the struggle
I'll face the lies and the senseless fights
I'll face the hunger and all their dominations too
While I am standing here in this clashing field
I'll look up at you. I'll ask'
Why stay awake here in this world?
Then, I値l quickly reason
For the other globe may be no more!
For it too belongs to them
Then I'll wake up briskly into my real globe
In Somalia, in Ethiopia
In Mali, in Sudan
In Haiti "The Pearl"
They too are part of my world
(Yesayah)Fania Simon 06 01 02
"Cyniquian" Level Poster
Post Number: 4265
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|Posted on Wednesday, March 29, 2006 - 06:52 pm: ||
A poignant poem, Yesaya. Philosophers and prophets have pondered for ages the possibility of life being a dream from which we all awake once we "die". I, myself, am very intrigued by this idea. Poet Edgar Allen Poe wrote: "all that we seem or seem, is but a dream within a dream." And I am also struck by the hidden wisdom and symbolism of a simple verse from the old round song which goes: "Row, row, row, your boat, gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream..."
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|Posted on Thursday, March 30, 2006 - 01:54 pm: ||
Thank you very much Cynique.