My Dream
My dream is of a better world
Where rivers run free,
Where our waters are unpolluted
By debris thrown in by humanity.
Where crime is not known and weapons rare,
My dream is of a world
That overflows with care.
My dream is that we love each other,
Not by the colour of our skin,
But by the goodness that lies within.
Why is there envy?
Why is there hate?
Why shoud you be executed just standig by your gate?
Why mut there be famine?
Why must there be war?
We have repeatedly asked these questions before.
Parents lead and children follow,
That's not always the case as we already know.
My prayer is that one day all this will cease
Then we can envision worldwide peace.
Copyright © Althea Pierre Lee Look | Year Posted 2006
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