You May Say That I'M a Dreamer But I'M Not the Only One

(this is just a write and does not reflect my own beliefs. i believe in God and Heaven. however i believe in peace, love and hope. i believe in living as one. i hope this does not offend anyone. i open my heart to everyone. i wish you all peace and love) On the day that John Lennon died, people where just going about their business as they did every day. Mark David Chapman was reading Catcher In The Rye and was void of his holy self. He would have had to Imagine there’s no heaven. John took the elevator down from his room at peace with his belief that there was no hell below us. He stepped out on that faithful day and over him, over everyone, above us only sky. On the day that John Lennon died, people where just going about their business as they did every day. Imagine, all the people living for today. Chapman talked to Lennon before he killed him. I don’t have to imagine there’s no countries because it isn’t hard to do. Chapman shot his hollow point bullets, without cause, there was nothing to kill or die for and no religion too. What a senseless killing, how senseless killing is. I imagine all the people living life in peace. John fell to the ground, a pool of blood beneath him. A preacher on a soap box unaware of the horrific act that had taken place was spewing words that never belonged to his soul but filled the tin cup he was holding. He yelled loudly, ‘you may say that I'm a dreamer but I'm not the only one’ and a woman in the crowd hummed ‘I hope someday you'll join us.’ A teenage couple under their breath followed with ‘and the world will be as one.’ Amen! They say when the police arrived Chapman was reading his book. Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can. The Detectives did not wait for an ambulance and rushed John Lennon to the hospital. They weren't looking for credit; they had no need for greed. The preacher had left with his tin cup full, no need for more or hunger. At the hospital the air was like most emergency departments, people comforting people who themselves needed comforting. A brotherhood of man. In a hospital with its tragedies life is more than real you don’t need to imagine all the people sharing all the world. It just is and you can hear their hearts beating in tune, singing ‘You may say that I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one.’