Dreams Not Denied.

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.
The caged nightingale would always be free.
Our hopes and our dreams would not be denied.

When would-be heroes turn coward and hide,
The downtrodden know, with cold certainty,
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.

If only one brave soul had stood and had tried,
The end of our suffering, we would see.
Our hopes and our dreams would not be denied.

But this is a world full of greed and of pride,
Devoid of hope, goodness and honesty.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.

It is time to prove that our strength has not died,
nor has our courage or will to be free.
Our hopes and our dreams would not be denied.

It is time one person leapt up and cried,
"We must live, we must fight, for you and for me!
Our wishes are horses, beggars will ride.
Our hopes and our dreams will not be denied."

Cheers,