Sometimes I wander in my dreams asleep,
Finding myself in far off paradisiacal places
Full of unfamiliar strange and exotic faces,
People who look strangely at me and keep
Their distance.Because I am so different
Do they consider me a threat or have a fear
That I might do some unthinkable if too near?
Or do I unaware send a subtle message meant
In my dreams?I sense the same old tired distrust,
For differences neither they nor I can account
In life's daily experiences and cannot discount
Or surmount whether in dreams or wide awake, I must.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem well expressed. Thought provoking lines to ponder about.