They look

They whisper

"She's mad" they say

They giggle

She hears

She ignores, because she doesn't care

She loves being herself

She smiles alone

They ask her,  "why are you smiling alone?"

She looks at them

"No reason" she responds

To herself she wonders

"What's wrong with people!

Not one person

Not two

More than four

Can't I stay happy?" She asks herself

"Am I unique?" She smiles
                             This time with satisfaction

She's unique of course

Rumours reach her

She laughs it off

To their stupidity they expecting to see her frown face

But she smiles wider


They tell her be yourself,  
                Stop pretending

She looks at the mirror

To her reflection

"Whom am I if am not me?"

She laughs

They just can't see a good human

Kind,

Honest,

Trustworthy.

To their surprise she doesn't care what they say

To her they are INVISIBLE.

Everyone has the right to live
So why deny for freedom to get in?
You're an oppressor, you're heartless
You like misusing your power because you can
And how I wish you to be behind bars. Because
This is how I want the world to be.

A home for everyone to live and be happy
A voice for the voiceless
And a pen for the paper
This is how I want the world to be.

Everyone to be treated equally
Racism to be boycotted
The guilty ones to be sentenced to death or years in prison
This is how I want the world to be.

A playground for the children
Hell for the terrorists and
A smooth path for the truth
This is how I want the world to be.

Home Of ideas for the geniuses
To be awarded for their efforts
An encouragement to push them further
This is how I want the world to be.

A smile for the frowned faces
A hope for the dead dreams and
A light for the dark rich path
This is how I want the world to be.

A great leader to every nation
Who will shout "No!" To corruption
A friend and brother to every citizen for freedom to be enjoyed
This is how I want the world to be.

Misconceptions to be cleared
Truth to be told and
Minds to be opened
This is how I want the world to be.

Mothers to respected
Ladies to be valued and
Fathers to be listened to
This is how I want the world to be.

How ironic is fighting for the future when we are not even promised tomorrow?

Sometimes what we need is a challenge and not advice