Dance as if freedom is yours, your right,
sing as if all are free, like heaven above,
smile the guileless smile of a child;
Dance to the song of life,
history will tell me I am wrong
so will the news,
that evil is inherent in man;
That my dreams are naive,
maybe so, my friends, yet
you might also find,
your beauty, your song.
Hidden under historical wrongs;
Let us choose the light
and not imitate the throng,
nor applaud just because …
Without thought, without reflection.
Believe in you, in us, in freedom
Dance in the sun with a guileless smile.
© miriam ivarson