A Misguided Dream Poem by Elbert Matt Loubser

Fathom a world in which there is no sin.
No shadows alurk in the corners, no hatred for our kin.

Be still for the awe of it; this wonder,
light would have no turmoil, no evil to ponder.

But think it twice, better, ''that which begins bitter ends sweet and that which begins sweet ends bitter''

Not a word to skip, not when so true and fair
do we need all this wordly gain or is it just air?

A sinless world would only be bare.