Francisco came to me in a visionist dream.
He told me of Atlantis, and the hope it could bring.
He showed me the illusion that I thought was real,
The work that I loved was theirs to conceal.
He said “The lies that those unholy ones spread?
The nonsense they spew; it's greatness they dread."
I asked of him this: "Please show me this place
Where life is so grand, and dreams can be chased."
He could not invite me. You see, we both knew:
I was not ready to join those fine few.
Of all our achievements, we worshipped life most.
When the goal is our happiness, fear is a ghost.
You only live once, honor your creed:
One chance to shine, one shot to succeed.
