I dreamed one night a wondrous dream, another world I saw
And it most marvelous did seem, no government or law,
No kings or presidents were there, no emperors or czars,
No despots waving sword in air, no followers of Mars.

The people scarce did work at all, abundantly seemed blest;
No enemies there to cringe and crawl, at tyranny's behest;
The men and women eye to eye did upright stand and look,
And no one could deceive or lie, each mind an open book.

I strolled among the merry bands of children on the green;
They danced and sang while holding hands, a truly fairy scene.
An edifice imposing grand, which crowned a low green hill,
Gave sweet music from a band which made the heart-strings thrill.

Such splendor charmed me and amazed, delighted eye and mind.
And thus entranced I stood and gazed, fresh wonders still did find:
What magic scenery was this, what kindly fairy wand
That scattered broadcast perfect bliss? I could not understand.

So simple was it when explained, one scarce could realize
That other systems once obtained, slave systems based on lies,
Slave systems that were overthrown by causes, in them bred;
The wage-slave system, be it known, was numbered with the dead.

Experience did educate for that which came to pass;
Themselves did they emancipate — the mighty working class —
In mills and mines, on ships and farms, all wealth did they create;
At last, in spite of false alarms, they struck and felled the State.