Dream
I look out my window
And I see hate
Betrayal, sorrow,
Theft, murder,
Less hope for tommorow
I dream
Yes we make mistakes
And yes we have problems
But we keep makin these mistakes
Trying to make things better.
I dream
Given time
Place
Motive
We will become one
And the dream will be done.
Copyright © Terry Gregory | Year Posted 2005
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