I Dream of Many Heroes, a poem by Gerry Stefanson at Spillwords.com
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I Dream of Many Heroes

I Dream of Many Heroes

written & performed by: Gerry Stefanson


I dream of heroes,
ones that lived when I was a boy.
the Davy Crockett (the good one),
maybe not who really lived,
but the Walt one.

I dream of Lancelot the champion,
who saved the day.
not the one who ran away with Guinevere
and broke Arthur’s heart
and the table round.

I dream of Jim Hawkins, the lad of Treasure Island,
and kind Long John Silver.
who didn’t try to murder The Captain Smollett?
un leash Black Dog thievers of treasure.

I dream of Louis Riel, the good.
not the poor wretch they hung.
or the lonely Dumont, fortuity pardoned
not shot, not hung.
I have nightmares of Sir John eh!

I dream of Che, doctor to do the right,
for the extreme left.
who died from an attack of CIA.

I dream of many Heroes.

I dream of Nellie McClung,
the freedom she brought
the battles she won.
she marched through her time,
to give us ours.

I dream of Buffy Sainte-Marie
her words and grace.
her Universal soldier,
always haunts my space.

I dream of Red Molly,
for everything fair,
for loving James Adie,
right to Vincent 52, new her mare.

I dream a lot.

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