I Dream A World

I dream a world where imagination roams free,

Where kids play happily on city blocks,

And people open their doors to everyone that knocks.

I dream a world where hope & faith rest in our hearts,

And wretchedness, harm, or despair always do us part.

A world where people saw someone’s character before their skin

Where what mattered was within and not based on religion

Where beauty had a broad definition

And no individual influenced others to fit into their narrow definition of it

Where money and greed were not synonyms used constantly

And unique names were pronounced correctly

Where fear did not cripple believers and dreamers

And faith was used as wings

Each individual striving for their sole purpose

Meeting success without meeting jealousy as well

Where great included all

Not limited to one man’s decision

Where great incorporated all the visions of the ones living who strived for greatness creating a broad definition

When kids remember there’s more to life than T.V.,

And children begin to pick up books to read.

The world a picture framed of things to be,

Not a mixture of things, we don’t wish to see.

I dream a world where ghetto, ugly, slut, and curse words don’t exist,

And when someone offers you drugs or a cigarette you are able to resist.

A world where happiness and harmony exist too,

Where sorrow and tragedy just won’t do.

Our journey a mountain not mattering how fast we get there,

Or what’s waiting for us on the other side,

Our journey depends on the climb.

Yes it sounds cliche

But this term has never been overused

I assure you

I dream a world where when someone asked you what violence is,

You wouldn’t have a clue.

And instead of wasting time walking to greatness,

we picked the race and flew.

Uniting ourselves with hot glue,

Checking for worn out shoes that need to be mended for the journey anew.

Impatiently we wait for the exquisite view,

Getting ready to go, waiting for our cue.

And at the end of our journey,

We’ll tell the story,

Of how we threw away our extra weight,

And how our paths changed from narrow and curved,

To nice and straight.

And our trials an interesting book to tell,

Chapters and chapters of how we climbed the hills and fell,

And got back up again,

Because the glorious day we wished to attend.

Not knowing the address, we got to our destination,

Eyes glistening in the process,

Our creation a new generation.

Finally we pushed past the doors of death to the future,

Now our trials and tribulations fewer.

This world we can get to if we try,

But we first must learn to push our worry and struggle aside.

We must learn to change from within,

Shrinking our struggles in a bin,

Listen to our kin,

Only then will our lives spin,

And we will be able to win,

This voyage.

These things might be hard to do,

But changing this world starts with you

And when you realize these things are not as hard as they seem,

Then my friends this is the world I dream.  

Our differences is what makes us unique

Believing that we are all equal is what unites us