Glorious Light by Amanuel

The Dream is the future of humanity.  

It will be the road to sanity.

The blind can see the dream,

for their eyes will redeem,

thanks to my dream.  

The Dream will sing  

like the shine of a diamond ring.

The Dream shines such a glorious light

that those who can see lose their sight.

The Dream is the lead of technology,

the lead of psychology.

The Dream is the lead to success,

the end of political mess.  

The Dream will make the dead  

see the end of dread.

The Dream will put on a beautiful smile

 that shines more than a mile.

The Dream will be never ending,

more likely beginning,

like an eagle soaring

and a lion roaring.

Other dreams that are hated

will be baited.

Other dreams that are praised

will get a chance to let the dead be raised.

The Dream will send haters

to the moon’s craters.

The haters will soar high

with a dreadful and hateful tie.

The Dream will be spoken in Tennessee,

spoken in Tallahassee,

spoken in Kentucky,

spoken so much people aren’t so sucky.  

The Dream that is supposed to shine,

yes, that same dream, is mine.