We have been exiled from our homeland. We have labored in captivity, but still we remember Zion -- the place where we were free; where we were united; where we were truly home. By the rivers of Babylon, we sat down and remembered. Across the rivers of Babylon, we now set out to claim and lift up our home again.
Such is the mythology of ancient times. Such is the mythology of our time. A man named Reagan exiled us. A man named Bush now rules in his stead. A people called Americans have grown weary of captivity, and we have sat down. Our cries to be delivered have not been heard by Congress, by the Courts or by the Media. But the rest of the planet has heard, because they share our dream, as the ancient progenitors of three great religions (Judism, Christianity and Islam) dreamed of Zion.
Without a dream, the people cannot muster the strength to stand up and ford the rivers of Babylon. Let us dream. Let us stand up. Let us remember, and act on that memory to seek a future again. Together.