Somewhere, sometime, someone will see
What it takes for all to be free.
Walking together hand in hand.
Telling of freedom from land to land.

As the sun comes up
That finest of days
I'll think not of the past
Far off in a haze.

I'll dream of a good life
Where friendship abouns
Where loving my brethren
Forever resounds!

RLT.....72© 2011

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