When Will My Dream Come True? Poem by Ramesh Shrestha

I dream of my land with harmony abound,
No crimes and thefts, and burglaries around,
Any child in the way screaming in pride,
I am safe and sound and no need to hide.

I dream of the people fulfilled every ways,
With enough food to be fed for days,
With strong shelter, stiff for years,
And warm clothes and shoes to wear.

I dream of my society working selfless,
Without any, money-minded behavior,
And without being, only oneself secure,
People helping the deprived and poor.

I dream of each house, sweet and sound,
With kind and lovely family around,
Jealousy and sadness never touching it,
And happiness and prosperity, always surround.

I dream of my forest green with trees,
With birds and animals delighted and free,
No deer rushing in agony and fear,
With the poacher that may come too near.

I dream of my rivers filled with life,
Of the fish and frogs and crocodile,
Sparkling water is such clean,
That one can see its image of grin.

I dream and dream and never give up,
To make this world kind and soft,
Every person on the way, saying in gay,
What a great place to stay!