Battle Cry

Seeking inspiration, a call to all the dreamers and believers out there. When the mundane threatens to kill the whimsy of flights of fancy, and the grey of the day threatens to linger for what can only be perceived as an eternity What is the dreamer to do? What escape can be found from the endless monotony of life? the daily drudgery for the mighty dollar Bring me a pool of colors brighter than the bright bright sun filled with hopes and the folly of youth Bring me the child's eye, which can often find the wonder and amazement that gets lost somehow as we age Forgotten is the beauty of discovery, the merriment of living Calling all believers from a prodigal child who has been put upon by the "real" world Make me believe again Take me home.