I dream
I dream...
I dream of days of love, of compassion and empathy
Days when we'll rise above battles and war, foes and enemies
I dream of days of brotherhood...
I dream of days of plenitude, of wealth to share amongst us all
Days when no one in solitude faces to starve and going cold.
I dream of days of sharing food...
I dream of days of peace, of honesty and kindness
Days when men reminisce of old stories for kids' happiness.
I dream of days of pure bliss...
I dream of days of being wise, of protecting the innocent..
Days when we look up in their eyes to find answers to our torment..
I dream of days where we seek truth...
I dream of days of construction, of a future in our present,
Days when the word education contains fun, laughter and amusement...
I dream of days of new order...
I dream of days of right for all, without gender, colour of skin..
Days when we take care of animals like if they were our next of kin...
I dream of days of protection...
I dream of days of liberty, of speech, of faith, of movement..
Days when borders forever will be, things of the past and atonement...
I dream of days of freedom...
I dream.. join me.. it's free...
And together, maybe, we can make our dream a joyful reality...
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
My father always saw me as a useless daydreamer.. last year he commented on a picture on my Facebook by saying "are you still dreaming!"
This was my answer to his question.. unfortunately he doesn't speak English.. so he'll never know what I dream about!!! ??
Comments (6)
Someday I will be with my Lord and Savior for wherever He is the above wishes are with Him.
Thank you for sharing.
Kathy
I see you hold a guitar in your arms, I am sure you have written great songs for your music.
Thanks for sharing in our coorner your thoughts. SM
Here’s hoping your Father May oneday hear or read a translation and have a revelation of how meaningful and inspiring your dreams are !
Never stop dreaming