DREAM TEAM

Members of Justice fall into dream

having visions, never before seen

His Boondockers frayed, sweat on his brow

awakened in a strange land not knowing how

 

A sound in the Bush just up ahead

a dazed Ranger, Snake bite he said

I am from down under, arrived in dream

yours is the friendliest face I've seen

 

They call me Boon, what's your name?

I am Guns, I dropped from a plane

why are we here? what are we to do?

We have a mission, we now are two

 

In search for Orion's rainbow is our quest

it's why we were chosen to leave our nest

At the end of the rainbow, we shall find a scroll 

it will help all Veterans, so I've been told

 

Others will join us along the way

listen to the Echo's, hear what they say

It will not be Easy but must reach our goal

we must, we must recover this scroll 

 

Confronting Outlaws, Knights with lances

a Goldenhorseman will come prancing 

 Snakes and Ferrets will try to foil

as we journey across this forbidden soil 

 

A man of high Caliber, a master of words

his eyes most powerful, sees like the birds

a magic brush which he controls

through paintings and visions, our journey unfolds

 

A beautiful Angel appeared this day

I am here to help, my name is Faye

The Lady of the Canyons we must find

she will send us our final sign

 

As the canyons appeared, the lady pointed down

A man named Randyra has now been found

I have been chosen to guide you through

a misty passage seen only by a chosen few

 

I was appointed to read this mighty scroll

that lays at the bottom of Orion's Rainbow

A world of colors now before our eyes

a scroll of justice that tells no lies

 

As Randyra unrolled this message of dream

he read these words never before seen

 

You have all been brave and stand here today

You must start a club called BPJ

writing words of wisdom teaching respect

for all the the Veterans shown neglect

Guide and Comfort those in need

for in your words their minds will feed

fight through the rough times hand in hand

your powerful words shall rule the land

Once your writings have been seen

you'll know my Children, this was not a dream

 

 

© Chuck Preston 2~18~ 2002

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