My Dream
My dream?
I dream of a world
where everyone can choose their own life
without another grabbing them by their shirts shouting
NO, that's not right.
I dream of a world
where people don't judge you
based on what they see,
but what they feel and hear.
where the past is in the past
and EVERYONE is equal.
I dream of a world
where everyone feels like they matter
where the hateful words stop,
where the laws limiting happiness stop,
where we can all feel peace.
Stop, and look around.
What do you see?
I see a world where this dream
can happen
but it needs to start now.
I dream...
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