Don’t you stop us, we are dreaming. We lived centuries of injustice bent over, millennia of loneliness. Over and over, defeat. Every programme failed – but we don’t stop dreaming. This world, their world, can’t be enough. We dream of joyful life, of multiracial rebellion. We dream forest and river, we dream monsters. We’re sick of being tired and being sad. We’re sick of dogmas, habits, beautiful names that have turned to ash in the mouth. We keep on starting again. We share our dreams, our stories, poems, memories, strategies, our ideas. Words and action. Maybe this way we’ll find new beginnings. And rise up like a flood.
don’t stop us, we are dreaming
