Dream-catcher, dream-catcher catch me a dream,

Send it from the stars down on a moonbeam,

Weave it like gold gossamer.

Fill it with images, heavenly, bright,

To keep me contented all through the night,

Let it be a heart-warmer.

Let this world’s sorrows dissolve in a dream,

That no one should wake in cold sweat… and scream;

End terror and tyranny.

Let the world live in peace; no more blood shed,

Let starving millions be fully fed,

In freedom and harmony.

Dream-catcher, dream-catcher, where is my dream?

Is there some mercy in a “higher scheme”,

A green meadow for a rest?

Or are we doomed in mayhem and bloodlust,

Where the wicked wins, no peace for the just…

Is this world merely a jest?

© P. J. Oszmann (2006)

© Illustration created in Photoshop. (2006)