A man on the street corner

Selling flowers for the poor;

A woman sellin her time

For a future for her children

A man soiling his hands

To overcome a deep despair.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

Fear, pain, anger;

Grief, sadness, turmoil

Driving some to despair;

Joy, beauty, happiness;

Fun, freedom, friends

Driving others to peace.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

Tell me your story,

I'm here to listen.

Whisper in my ear,

Who are you?

You're free to be free;

I'd never judge.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

What is mine, you ask?

A story in a story,

Circles inside circles,

Knots around knots

My dream may be absurd,

But it drives me forward.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

The book is long from over,

Though the story may be done.

My exit's never done.

The exeunt has yet to come.

My body may decay,

But my spirit shall always remain.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

I'll spend my life in work,

My afterward in continuance.

Mine is the dream of future,

Giving unto the world

From all of my ability,

In hope of remembrance.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

Knowledge is the soul

Of future generations.

Science, philosophy, religion;

Knowledge all the same.

Joining in the quest

Will guide my forward advance.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

Story enriches story,

Knot unravels not,

This is the path

That knowledge follows,

And this is the road

That I will follow.

We all have a story.

We all have a dream.

 

Forward-thinking, Always searching,

The answers abound around us.

The story may  closed,

But the book will never end.

A legacy in knowledge,

Completing the circles in my head.

This is my story.

This is my dream.

 

What is your story?

What is your dream?