AR (3-2-1945 / California)

Lost Child

I dreamt that I could fly
Across the crimson colored sky
Colliding with moonbeams
Causing stars to burst at the seams
I soared like an eagle, wings spread wide
But I couldn’t reach him no matter how hard I tried
I dreamt I was an angel with silver wings
Watching over everyone like a king of all kings
I sat at a throne so I could oversee
A kingdom where everyone was free
But no matter how hard I tried
A child in the distance cried
I dreamt I was a knight in shining armor
Rescuing m’lady so no one could harm her
I rode a mighty steed to free the world
Erasing all the prejudice and peril
But I could not rid the echo in the night
Just beyond my reach, a child’s plight
So if all we have are dreams
Then we are living to extremes
We must awaken to what is real
React to what we feel
Take a lost child by the hand
And lead them to the promise land
Let them dream as much as they can
But wake them up to an honest plan

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