I Dream Of A New World... Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

I dream of a new world..
Where we dont need any doctors
Since Our spirit is the tools of our own health..
Our mind is the best medicine of all...
Our heart is the best remedy from all sickness..
Our knowledge could tell any mischief..
Our faith could clear all doubts..

I dream of a new world...
Where we dont need any Orator...
Since our inner heart leads to truth
Since our conscious tell us the road to take..
Since we are able to know..
The most important thing is not being in a good or bad state...
But being in a right state...

I dream of a new world...
Where we dont need any lawyers
Since the whole universe is the highest court..
Where the pure soul is the juror..
And the spirit of truth is the attorney...
The heart is the Supreme Judge..
And the Nature law is the highest Justice

I dream of a new world..
Where we dont need school to learn..
As the whole universe is the University of life..
The nature law is the true lecture
How to plant the seed of all kindness is our only lesson..
Then, learning will not be lessen everyday..
And everybody shall graduate from this University..
By only giving, giving and giving...
Then, The flower of happiness will be blossom in every corner of the world...

I dream of a new world...
Where diving into human soul is possible...
Faith appears with its long feather to fix the broken soul...
As broken soul is the only rotten root of all destruction..

I dream of a new world..
Where all tears will be a morning dew..
Then, every morning it will be raining hard on earth..
As we make so many eyes cry everyday...
And so many heart cry in their sleep...
Then, all hands will not be enough..
To shed every tears from the eyes...
Then we realized it is our tears that become flood...
And destroy many houses...

I dream of a new world...
Where i dont dream about this..
All I see is beautiful girls laughing
Naked legs are running wildly on the river banks...
With all the dancing lilys and the smiling daffodils...

I will not stop dreaming of this new world...
As when i do stop dreaming...
Faith will show its anger..
And belief will runaway with flying horses...

And I am asking you to dream with me..
So we can all living in harmony..
Under the shade of a coolibah tree..
We will then understood the song, singing by the nightingale..
We feel the heat of the Sun..
We embrace the cold from the Wind...
We enjoy the beauty of the spring..
And we let go every darkness of all clouds..

Then, the world will be a better place to live...