Dreamers

Jacob Marley's realization had come too late as he lamented to Scrooge, "mankind was my business..." Such is a beautiful thought, indeed, but sadly, one which will never be fully realized in the hearts of men. Alas, we are left with a hope which can never be; one trapped within the hearts of foolish dreamers who thread their dreams through the needle of night, until those silken threads are dissolved by the dawn. Yet, we are dreamers who must spin while others sleep, and never see a dawn if our web of dreams could envelope reality, and lighten the sleepers approaching morn.