Lesson 9&10 (poem 17)
THE DREAM METAPHOR

 Fire is falling from the skies
Everyone is running
My mind tells me I may not make it to the golden city, but to the city of fire
Many who think like me are weeping, i start to weep too
I see humans with large wings, they are taking away those who will make it to the golden city
I am so scared, i try to hide myself so that i am not thrown into the fire
A man in a very huge throne talks at me, he yell my name many times
He opens the book of right and wrong
It seem i have done so much wrong than good
The dark humans with huge wings take me near the fire
Ohhh, i see humans who are alive but burning
I don't want to burn like these ones, i scream so loud
I will not burn, i will live

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