We once dreamed we could change the world,
and God knows that we tried,
but the visionaries and the dreamers
some dark souls could not abide.
They killed our fallen heroes
and our souls went into shock,
sold our dreams out to the Man,
kept the key but lost the lock.
But I'll never stop believing.
I cant live without a dream.
I have to hope that peace will come,
that Love will reign supreme.
If we can change only ourselves,
one true heart at a time,
we still might turn this thing around,
the bells of peace still chime.
Lamb's love will quell the lion's roar,
all weapons put away,
the children inherit a better world
than they live in today.
I live in hope until the last.
I will not give it up.
I can not live another way
than drinking from Love's cup.
written for Marian's wonderful prompt at Real Toads: to write a poem based on our response to Steve Earl's heart-stirring song, Jerusalem. Check out the song over at Toads. It went straight to my heart.