In my sleep, I would dream.
And in my dreams, I would see the future.
I once saw the death of an animal in my dreams.
I wondered what I could do to change this.
But I was told the future is written.
It cannot be changed.
The animal died.
I once saw a building burn in my dreams.
I wondered whom I could tell to change this.
But I was told the future is written.
It cannot be changed.
The building burned.
I once saw a storm kill a town in my dreams.
I wondered whom I could warn to change this.
But I was told the future is written.
It cannot be changed.
The storm killed.
I once saw a small nation destroyed in my dreams.
I wondered whom I could inform to change this.
But I was told the future is written.
It cannot be changed.
The nation was destroyed.
I once saw a country divided by war in my dreams.
I wondered to whom I could plea to change this.
But I was told the future is written.
It cannot be changed.
War divided the country.
I once saw myself alone in my dreams.
I decided that I would do something to change this.
But I was told the future is written.
It cannot be changed.
When love found me, I did not turn it away.
I was not alone.
And I told them...the future is not written.
It can be changed.
And I dreamed for eternity.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
The Clarvoiant
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