We will engage in a trek
Back to a verdant sanctuary.
We hope you will join us.
We shall travel towards
The delicate touch of the brightest star,
For we know that the gibberish
Fed to us
Through years of conditioning
Echoes in our minds.
It doesn't last very long,
For we drive those voices down
Into little boxes
Stored under flowery tombs.
We are warriors,
Yet we never turn down love.
We never hide ours either.
We are butterflies,
Sharing our palettes with the universe.
We'd like to get to know your rainbows
And hope you will return them
To the earth below as raindrops.
Taste the fruit on our lips.
They contain the sweetness of wine
And the refreshing taste of lemonade.
We share this garden with you.
We are carpenters,
Piecing together the foundations of compassion.
Follow your love to the oasis,
Away from social constructs
And towards the truth.
Even when we become vulnerable,
We don't have to mask our pain
Or feel afraid to shed tears,
For the rays of sunshine
Have many effects on our psyches.
We are conductors
On a locomotive to peace.
We shall ride on the backs of dragons,
Soaring faster than the Concorde,
For there are trails
Paved in the heavens.
Songs of our youth
Shall be sung
While we bask in the glow
Of the sun.
We shall overcome
The barriers
Placed in front of us by tyrants,
Because we know of the trend
Of liberators
Stripped of soul
Through bullets
Of varying alloys.
We shall swallow our pride
And lay loose,
Hanging ten on waves
Of our dreams.
We shall ride out these hurricanes,
Because although we remain high on life,
Our values will cement us to the ground,
And become one with the elements.
Just another beautiful day
In the country of a multitude of gods.
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