Dreaming
Dreaming
A king of once dreamed about cows, of which some were fat and others lean.
If you are like me, you often forget your dreams; but I suspect that we all at some point have dreams.
Some dreams are less controlled by us, and unfold while we are at ease and sleeping. Other dreams are aspirations and longings of the heart, desires to be accomplished and achieved.
This dream of mine, recorded nearly nine years ago, unremembered by me which type it was. My best guess would be that it was not a sleeping dream; but who besides God knows for sure? Anyway, I shall invite you into my world of a dream, and whether sleep or awake, it is most dear to me.
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In my dream, there were no more fearful screams, and parents did not hide their kids from murder scenes
The codes to nuclear bombs somehow vanished, People in Africa and Asia ceased to be famish,
and all crises, crimes, and wars were banished
The United Nations suddenly had no need for existence,
And all nations of the world experienced peaceful coexistence
The stock markets were no longer breeding grounds for greed
Wall Street and stock markets the world over operated under new creeds
People no longer practiced ‘all for self, and God for us all’.
It was all for all and all for God; and we all stood free and tall
That’s when the whole world began to recover from the fall
08132015 ( written 12122006)PS Contest, Dreams(poem about dreams)
by Royal Ninja
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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