"I sing of the beauty of Athens, without its slaves.
Of a world free of kings and queens and other remnants.
Of an earth with no sharp north or deep south, without blind curtains or iron walls.
Of the end of warlords and armouries and prisons of hate and fear.
Of deserts treeing and fruiting after the quickening rains.
Of the sun radiating ignorance and stars informing nights of unknowing.
I sing of a world reshaped."
