and that my life lacks the substance to become a worldly achiever.

They say of me, and some in a most cruel and selfish way,

That I fail to see the world for what its really made.

They say I dream of peace and love for our fellow man,

And that this is a mindless delusion that will never stand.

They say that I dream of equity and fairness to one and all,

And that this too is a hallucination and the biggest of them all.

Yes, they say I am a dreamer…

But nay, for I say, I am a believer,

For I do see the coming of that day,

When all will be treated with respect and honor,

And not the malicious hatred that is the worldly way.

Oh yes, I see the coming of that day,

So therefore a dreamer I am not,

For I long ago learned how to pray.

Thus separating with a boldness

The line between a dreamer

And a believer.

 J. Allen Wilson © 2004