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The Dream Called Life

So it began with a flash of 
beams, 
And they all thought it was 
just a mare dream.
Hoping to wake up one 
day, 
And see that it was just a 
play.
But in the awaken of the 
sunrise, 
Gave rise to something 
worth more than price.
It all started with a dream 
from heaven, 
All it took was several days 
numbering up to seven.
To get this amazing dream 
on, 
Even if it's still lukewarm.
Then came the birth of the 
stars, 
And believe me it never 
remained dead like mars.
The dream kept on going, 
And so like the air it kept on 
moving.
Until it got still for a while, 
When it exploded like a 
missile.
And there it stood behold 
and begotten, 
The finest of all creation 
from heaven.
A creation never seen 
before, 
Never thought or heard of 
before.
And next was a breath of 
life, 
A breath that's stronger 
than life.
A breath that brought 
about evolution, 
A breath of divine resolution.
A breath that filled the 
lungs of men, 
And gave rise to the world 
of men.
So the dream became more 
clearer, 
For the generation of men 
was drawing nearer.
A generation of men of 
great kinds, 
Made from the finest of all 
sands.
It still look like a mare 
dream, 
But in reality creation it 
seem.
For they never understood, 
How this extraordinary 
dream stood.
But in the end, 
The dream gave birth to a 
world without end.
A life of justice, purity and 
happiness, 
Full of love, joy and no 
sadness.
After giving birth to the 
world of humanity, 
This dream will live on for 
all eternity.

Copyright © Stanley Oguh | Year Posted 2013

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