The Dream

THE DREAM From the corners of my mind I see hope Hope as at last my grandchildren Wade away from poverty The poverty and hopelessness That continues to plague Plague their minds and their souls I see them chase it away No longer to be their song. From the corners of my mind I see joy Joy as finally my grandchildren Step away from illiteracy The illiteracy and wretchedness That continues to arrest Arrest their growth and advancement I see them drive it away No longer to be their story From the corners of my mind I see victory Victory as at last my grand children Win the battle over disease The disease and destruction That continue to steal Steal away their young lives and vitality I see them drive it away No longer to be their creed From the corners of my mind I see a new day Newness as finally my grandchildren Inherit the Africa they deserve Africa a land of completion Not all pollution and corruption A place of plenty and of beauty The home of God To be their song, their story and their creed.