Before the end…

A flag out in the open,

     a powerful symbol,

a common faith…outshining this confusion.

We were all looking around for such a thing,

     we were all calling out for one unifying gift

Where is it?

             And who’s found it?

I can’t find it… and nobody talks about it.

  A secret search; shameful, sacrilegious

If all these tall buildings were to go

        and we need no more to be free

What do we do then?

I dreamt we were all screaming out of pure ecstasy

            “we’ve found it, we’ve found it!”

people would cry…

an undreamt-of happiness

         proper of madmen

could it be true?

A paralyzed world, frozen in astonishment…

A single instant before we wake up:  and then?