Below is the poem entitled My Dream which was written by poet
Blake. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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my universe would be heading
toward the infinite and not the finite --
no entropy of matter
nor degradation of order.
life would be filled
with random acts of kindness
not selfish acts of malice --
a perpetual motion machine of altruism.
hate would become like the dodo,
and love would be for all and worn by all --
an ageless style.
the environment would be esteemed
and maintained --
a precious stone.
disease and sickness
would be cured
and good health would be the standard.
earth, air, water and fire
are concrete; and my dream
is idealistic. however, it's the ideas
that form before the reality,
so I'll dream on....