Victory, Victory, have ye seen a dream from a man’s sleeping?
He dreamed of thou, yet he was not aware that you are him
Have ye seen his vision, Victory, have ye, or have ye not?
He could not remember his dream, a dream of Victory
Indeed it was strange; hence have ye seen it?
Victory, Victory, have ye seen his parents?
They smiled at their beloved child.
He spoke of his dream, and his parents rejoiced
But they knew not that they do
For the coming is drawn
Victory, Victory, have ye seen his friends?
They were great excellent, and beyond superb.
He told them of his dream, and they believed in him
But they knew not that they do
The drawn is near, or should it be
Victory, Victory, have ye seen a riddle in his dream?
Fantasy, imagination, and sort of them
Have ye seen them with thy truth?
His dream told him of it, and he wrote it
Did ye hear everything or how well art thy ears
© Ismael Mansoo