I wish to see a world of my dreams
Full of rejoice and sunbeams
I wish to see the children
Not growing like weeds
But like flowers in the orchard of humanity
With adequate feeds
I wish to see the poor's children
Carrying books like me
Unlike their parents working in sun's steam
I wish to see the teens
With footballs rather than
Sweating in the farms with ploughs
I wish I could be the change
That this world of my dreams need
But alas! My friends this only happens
In my dreams .
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 12:21 PM UTC
I wish to see a world of my dreams
Full of rejoice and sunbeams
I wish to see the children
Not growing like weeds
But like flowers in the orchard of humanity
With adequate feeds
I wish to see the poor's children
Carrying books like me
Unlike their parents working in sun's steam
I wish to see the teens
With footballs rather than
Sweating in the farms with ploughs
I wish I could be the change
That this world of my dreams need
But alas! My friends this only happens
In my dreams .
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