The Way to Freedom ?

(on peoples' ostrich like behaviour)
 

I have a dream so rosy,
A dream so lovely and cozy
That I keep it only for me,
And allow no one else to see.

My dream is vigorous and bold,
Of a world that fits in the mould
Created by me in my own gray matter,
And it is not for sale or for batter.

So come what may, it does not alter
This lovely dream I embrace;
My resolve shall not waiver or falter.

My world is unique, and the best
My mind can figure and trace,
So ... to hell with all the rest.

Jozini, 1984.
 

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