His Sign

I had a dream, that the time was here,

All our lives were drawing near.

People were running, from what I don't know,

The wind started to blow,

The sky started to glow.

I found myself to follow,

I found it hard to swallow,

That the people I was with,

Their minds were very hollow.

Are they friends of mine?

Do they know it's time?

Are they even ready,

For the new world design?

Will we be accepted?

Will we be rejected?

For the ways of our lives,

That we all have selected.