The Dreamers Are Here!

I still read of the old,
The poets and the bards,
Who conquered the emotions,
Of their people near and far,
I still read of the greatness,
Thoughts etched right into time,
Where have all the dreamers gone?
Where are my own kind?

I know I must not be alone,
With my poetic soul,
For dreamers dreams, they never die,
But simply are retold,
I know we still have power,
We harborers of love,
But our tales, no longer heard,
Fall shapeless into mud.

But we simply can no longer take,
The cold shoulder of the masses,
We laureates must make a stand,
And grab the fate that passes,
And clutch on high the poets pen,
That once had made our voice so clear,
Where are these poets, so you ask,
Those dreamers, like myself, are HERE!

by eochaid
posted on 10/26/2007