I stood  alone on a path.
Looking around
the place was dark.
Confused
Quite scared
I kept on walking.
My feet was leading me
at the end of the path.
There was a room
huge and satisfying.
Entering
there were bags of golds.
People
Buildings
Animals
all were beautiful.
No signs of worries.
Seemed every thing was good.
The feeling was pleasant.
As I walked around
I heard noises.
Cries of babies
Moaning
Yells
Growls
and even the beats of a heart.
The other room-
there was another room.
I searched.
Following the noise
it lead me into a room
filled with sufferings
and questions.
People were thirst
of many things.
Observing in the room
I felt sadness.
A tear rolled down
on my cheek
then I woke up.
It was a dream.
Outside, I took a walk.
Observing
Thinking
people around me.
I knew to myself
that it was not just
a dream.
It was reality,
where people
walk on path
and find themselves
either in a room full
of beauties
or
in the other room.

*-Steph Dionisio, July 10, 2015