Dreamseed Poem

A desert land, a desolate place, Mankind moves at primal pace. Ancient homes of mud and straw Give abode to Evil's rise and fall.

A pulse is found, begins to quicken. Dreamseed roots begin to thicken. Nurtured, fed by Good's life force, the human spirit on due course.

This barren land serves battleground, for out tale of Good's resound of eternal call for vigilance, infinite struggle for righteousness.

To fight again another day? Accept defeat some would say. But human spirit, soul, and mind, resurrect Good in healing bind.

In epic war of Good and Evil, romantics write of Good's retrieval of Honor, and of heroine, vanquished foe, and conquered sin.

Strength of millions 'round the the world, witness Freedom's colors unfurled, Good gains footing, stands erect, Evil shudders, feels affect.

But on fateful day of 9-1-1, all Good's intents were undone, by Evil's wicked, sharpened scythe, Good's innocence suffered, died.

And ignorance, once Evil's whore, withers as Good opens door, letting knowledge, true wisdom in, the mortal enemy if Evil, Sin.

And Evil won 'gainst antagonist. Breeding terror with ignorance. Adding potion of abject poverty, Mixed with aberrant religiosity.

A coalition of Good and Willing. Cast Freedom's blanket o'er the chilling. Victims of the darkest days, when Good was lost in a haze.

And in the depths of defeat, scarlet blood and carnage meet, in a jagged field of sacrifice, Good plants Dreamseeds of device.

Of smoke, doubt, and harmful press, in Evil's struggle for redress. Of empty grievance, empty core, Evil won a battle, lost the war.

Dreamseeds root, begin to grow, nation grieves in sorrow. Dark days loom, doubts abound. Good is dead? Freedom unsound?

What's this Dreamseed, one would ask? Your child's mind, a conjured task, Hope, desire, and fantasy, Enduring Freedom and Security

All the while, Dreamseeds thrive. heartland heroes give their lives, to a cause just and pure. Fight for freedom gives allure.

Dreamseeds grow where'er planted, stunted growth whene'er canted, but grow unsurpassed and ably only when planted in land o' the free.