A while back, there were these two guys who wanted to change the world. A couple of dreamers, I suppose. They spoke of what is and what is not, dreams and the cruelty of man towards his own brother. You don't hear much about them these days, those dreamers from the past. Just a dusty page from an old dustier history book.
Then I closed mine eyes and see . . . . .
I see the two brothers talking outside the oval office, voicing their opinion on how to right the wrongs of the world. Speaking in terms of what will be never stating that what is will remain. Yes, I see the two brothers but more important is that I see the dreams. The dreams they shared with each other out on the lawn of the White house, a long time ago. I see their dreams through mine eyes of today and realize that dreams do come true. I see that I have taken for granted all that I have. For without the dreams, the courage and the faith of two brothers I would be shackled to a world of silent and barren nights . . . a world without dreams.
"Some men see things as they are and say why.
I dream things that never were and say why not."
To quote the third brother . . . .
"Those of us who loved him and who take him to his rest today, pray that what he was to us and what he wished for others will someday come to pass for all the world."
Yes, I too pray that what they dreamed could be, will someday come to pass for all the world.
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