Anthropia

Is It a Dream ?
Is it Real ?
I have seen
Trees
Teeming seas
Swarms of bees
All is green
I will ride
Dusty fields
And climb
Empty hills
To live
A reverie
Find the peace
Atrophied
By men
And their greed
They're Wild
And naive
Day
After Day
I will stay
On my way
Prayers
Are to share
But the dead
Do not care
I have seen
Enemy
Brothers
Lonely
Mothers
And their sins
I Can feel
That my aim
Is near
One more step
To reach
Liberty