the dream was not a vision or some premonition like we were told it was no figment of the imagination to prove that we could be bought or sold the doctor of the diamond run could be revealed to the intelligent but this is what i resent who cares for the ignorant the intelligent the cynics approach was mean who cares for anything in this whole wide world except me? and this opinion must not confuse the issue my appearance my condition or state of delivery i am stating the obvious this is a protest there must be a conclusion this is no shakespearean speech this is a statement made by one who cannot practice what he preaches the statue of liberty has engraved on its wall give me your poor give me your needy give me them all we need something like this for this world to coexist it would be so easy to act so pretentious to act as if it was hypocrisy to act condescending when in fact it's the world we're mending and that's why i can't relax 'cause inside my coat it's a pistol that i pack we must beware of a surprise nuclear attack we must be ready to strike back i'm not pretending our defence needs clearly mending we must leave those standing forget the third world is ending is starving is crying is desolate is oh so late i would dearly love to return through a mirror in twenty years and learn what the future has in store for us and if i learned that we lost and there was no hope for those that fight i would turn to drink and drink is drugs and drugs would help me sink and like a boat i float i sail out to the sky to the universe and back maybe to give it another try i don't know why why jack just to confirm our father just to learn just to heal us