The Unicorn

The Unicorn is abroad this night; tonight
In flight; in freefall; in dreams; always in dreams.
We can all dream the dream of the Unicorn
We can all chase the dragon
Chase the dragon's fire... to escape... for a moment
To somewhere better beyond the smoke and mirrors
Beyond the carnage of God-fearing illusions
And the empyrean fields of man-made delusions

The Unicorn is in the freefall of a fanciful flight
This night; tonight. In this reverie; always in dreams.
The innocent, benevolent, thundering charge of the Unicorn
Not borne on the dragon's fire; not born; never sired
We can all spill the caustic acid... to escape... forever
And drown in our dreams in the land of never never
Beyond the brutality of God-fearing illusions
And the self-righteous butchery found in man-made delusions