Dreaming Poem by Curtis Johnson

Dreaming
By Curtis Johnson

A king of Egypt once dreamed about cows, of which some were fat and others lean.
If you are like me, you often forget your dreams; but I suspect that we all at some point have dreams.

Some dreams are less controlled by us, and unfold while we are at ease and sleeping.
Other dreams are aspirations and longings of the heart. They are deep desires to be accomplished and achieved.

This dream of mine, recorded nearly nine years ago, is unremembered by me which type it was.
My best quest would be that it was not a sleeping dream, but who besides God knows for sure?
Anyway, I shall invite you into my world of a dream, and whether sleep or awake, it’s most dear to me.

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In my dream, there were no more fearful screams, and parents did not hide their kids from murder scenes.

The codes to nuclear bombs somehow vanished, People in Africa and Asia ceased to be famish,
and all crises, crimes, and wars were banished.

The United Nations suddenly had no need for existence,
and all nations of the world experienced peaceful coexistence.

The stock markets were no longer breading grounds for greed.
Wall Street and stock markets the world over operated under new creeds.

People no longer practiced ‘all for self, and God for us all’.
It was all for all and all for God; and we all stood free and tall.
That’s when the whole world began to recover from the fall.
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