Peace Dyed Dreams
My peace dyed dreams,
Drip to the floor,
While the bricked in dreams of others,
Create bile and gore,
The aftershocks of war,
My colored dreams,
Peaceful forevermore,
Drip the peaceful dye,
Trying to overcome more,
The raging waters of war,
Now my dream,
Is drempt alone,
So a dream it is now,
Until others have been shown,
A unique revelation,
To create a reality,
So filled,
With spirituality,
just a common belief,
That war is over,
and our lives have relief,
"yes it is done",
we would scream,
It is what we want,
And we all won,
That is our hope,
To see the sun,
To rise upon,
a dream,
The peaceful dye spun.
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