Butterfly Dreams

Today I watched the children play in a field across the street They jumped around chasing butterflies so innocently sweet I remember chasing butterflies on backyard Summer days fluttering scenes of hopes and dreams and how it felt to play But who would teach a child to dream while winding up a clock poised to show their time is up with such alarming shock Only then to tell them they were never worthy of everything they've ever dreamed and what they learned to love Imagine the confusion surely racing through their minds An excommunication of the innocent, maligned thrust into their foreign lands with little to survive living through their nightmares of the dreams they've been denied D.A.C.A. Americas "Dreamers" The world awaits our fated stray will compassion win the day? Or will we once again display American values have lost their way? -Jeannie Minor