Dreams

Some dreams never come to pass and others, once they are here fall through

There was a time
Not so long ago
That the dreams for the future
And dreams of the past
Were going to come true and going to last

But then came an idea, a plan
To "save the world" from "certain destruction"
To trade all these dreams for security
The last one to go was still held by me

They traded their freedom for worthless lies
The laughed as the saw the last dream as it dies
The nightmares that came were "just what they wanted"
And those who still dreamed
They were then hunted

So fell the land of dreamers and dreams
It is not nearly as far fetched as it seems
For the world of dreams was here in my youth
But they traded it all for what they called "truth"