The World Of My Dream Poem by Falana Zion

I lifted my eyes to the hills
To see the world of my dream
I looked beyond the rivers to the seas
To behold a world of peace

My sight faded away without a gaze
My hope dried without a brace
Imagination rolled down the memory lane
For all I saw was a land trapped within a maze

I hoped for a land of grace
A world of dove
A land of a joyful brace
But found a world of wolves

The world of my dream
Alll is unconscious like a barren flower
Everyone are painted with the moon
As the hope of bright future became an ironical term

This is beyond a palabra
Our thoughts is running into tears like a sunshine to rain
In my world, change is a political term
My world is a dream hard to right home about

In my land,
Wishes and plans dry like a Summer's flower
Fate is the thirsty land draining our mighty lack
For poverty neither smile nor laugh

Nevertheless, the world of my dream
Bring forth a new moon
Let the shackles be loosed
For all to have the hope to dare to dream