As I wake up with the sunshine in my eye,
I hear birds chirping and the sound of a river flowing.
I look up and everything is glowing.
I wonder where I am and how I got here.
This place has no pain and there is no reason to have any fear.
I ask myself if this is heaven.
Is this the place that represents the number 7?
On my face I have a smile but it only last for a little while.
This was all a dream because I have been awoken by a scream.
I thought it was real, that is how it will seem.
It was just in my mind.
How could I be so blind?
In the real world it is chaos and everybody is way off.
As I walk pass the faces, through different places, some fell hatred toward each other.
How can they do this?
We must treat each other like sister and brother.
But who am I to say this, for I have sinned too.
I have made others feel down and blue.
Why must we hate?
Why can't we just be hand in hand and relate?
You hear about war in the Middle East.
Why can't they forget how to hate and make peace?
Martin Luther King Jr. fell victim to hate.
But so did Malcolm X because some didn't have a heart in their chest.
There is no reason to kill.
We all should be of good will.
Not another drop of blood should spill.
We all should just relax and chill.
I know the place I dreamed of is real.
I am just not there.
But when I am i will be happy to see everybody share.
I will find this place where everybody is happy and no one is feeling crappy.
In that place everyone has a friend, and we will be there for each other and it will never end.
