Need to be Bold

little men of clay marching to a tune
played by the moon and the stars
in a dream unlocked by singing

as the sun rises their wings unfold
to tell stories of the bitter taste
in a dream unlocked by loving

as midday blazes and cracks their skin
they smile and dine on hungry eyes
in a dream unlocked by longing

as the last rays of sun hit their faces
they lie down to die in the mud
in a dream unlocked by finding