I dreamed of a world

Once, I had this fantasy, I dreamed of a world,
a world, free to wander, free to imagine, and free to hover.
Where people don’t just live, they live actually.
They love, they graft new notions of humanity.

But my friend, as I see it through
the open eyes, stumbled in the realm of the world
all I see is the plentiful of wounds, infinite pain
I dare not to see, wish not to explain.

But the answer lies in the bouquet unfold
there are secrets, ambushed to be told
nor a man to withstand its clout
no courage that holds them in the scuffling cold.

Prayer would not work, nor do will heal.
Lead the race with ardour & zeal
that’s what will lead to the humanity in real.
As, Love answers all, conquers all.