The Dream Poem by Poetic Kid

The light of my century is the light of my world, creating colorful patterns through a magnetic swirl, colorful and bright, no one ever thinks to fight, a world that is positive no violence that is, no expectations no judgemental thoughts only the positive things are taught, fear doesn't exist but we Co exist, listening to that positive voice In your head, feeling like a newborn kid, every time I sleep I tend to dream, making myself and my conscious a powerful team, you can be apart of this unbreakable dream.