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I heard Imagine, one of my favorite songs, this Juneteenth morning
and thought how John Lennons’s lyrics and music still ring true….
I suppose that’s because imagining is also one of my favorite things to do.

When I’m shocked and saddened at the hatred and prejudice I see
I imagine a world where people embrace our differences and live together in harmony.

When I look at the greed and selfishness occurring right outside my front door
I image a world where we feed the hungry…and house and clothe the poor.

When I see how we are heartlessly polluting the Earth’s skies, and land and seas
I imagine a world where we live in balance with the rivers, the animals and the trees.

When I think we are too accepting of people’s hate…and wait too long for it to start abating…
I imagine a world where we our love defeats the people who are hating.

Of course you may say I’m a dreamer…but that’s okay with me
because what helps to soothe my heart is knowing I’m in good company

I don’t always have to imagine a better world, however, because when also in front of me
acceptance, love, compassion and kindness are also plain to see.

Every time there’s a natural disaster…as we watch those affected try to cope
I see diverse neighbors and strangers coming together…offering friendship…kindness and hope.

Every time a countries goes to war…after every bomb their planes release…
I see people on both sides coming together in unity…
pleading for harmony and peace.

For every act of prejudice and bigotry that result in sorrow and despairing…
I see random act of kindness…I see empathy, love and caring.

For every sorrow that results from every needless death across this Earth…
there is the joy that fills the air from every newborn baby’s birth.

When I stop to think about the world I’m living…what is so evident to me
is how half the time I am disgusted…and the other half encouraged by what I see…

Which makes me wonder if enough of us dreamers
(for I believe there are more dreamers than haters in the world I see)
If enough of us got together
we could turn our imaginations…into reality,
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