Future Seen Through a Dream
I had nasty dreams last night, awoke in the morning, hair had turned white,
I felt terror and glory, man, what a sight!
I saw chaos and madness, some chose to delight,
enjoying confusion and starting a fight,
still too much hatred, whether black or white,
now is the time we should forget and unite,
just need one chance to put it all right,
then can our future be filled with light,
otherwise I lived through a real dream last night!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
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