Journey

Written for Ferguson and New York

Dreams caressing the eyes

Of the awakened,

Sailing upon the crests

Of imagination,

Breaking off the past

From the future,

Celebrating the present.

Plenty of opportunities

To establish order,

Self-governing —

Not in fears and follies of man —

But in reason and persuasion,

Founded on benevolence,

With more pleasure than pain,

Leaving fear astern;

Where we do not shoot

And

Are able to breathe.