In My Dreams Poem by Striding Fog

In my dreams,
There wouldn’t be starving children.
Fortunate people would be more thankful.

In my dreams,
Their wouldn’t be such thing as children prison.
Accused for things they haven’t done.

In my dreams,
Everyone would not judge by the color.
But how they communicate with others.

In my dreams,
Rape wouldn’t even exist.
None of these horrible things would exist.

In my dreams,
Children shouldn’t think studying is hard.
Appreciate what their parents are doing for them.

We all have dreams.
I doubt they would come true.
But I will dream on.
Hoping that day will come.