Sunday, November 30, 2025

Dreamer



                        

           

   I still dream of a world of light
   Where there is no pain, stress or fright
   And all the people are at ease
   To live and act the way they please.

  But sadly there are days in which I feel
  That my dream might never become real
  Cause hatred, fake news and mistrust
  Poison our brains and spread too fast.

 I think there's room for everyone
 To live well under the same sun
 We're different, but still the same race
 So let's respect each other's space!

Post Apocalyptic World

      Welcome to the land of snow       To the white and freezing show        Where  the good is lost and gone        And the dark obscures ...