In the heart of the impoverished

In the heart of the impoverished
I want to plant seeds of potential
in the soul of the captive
I wish to embed liberation
and
In the mind of the ignorance
I want to pierce scar of enlightenment
I want to call for the rise of mortals
spirit to rise up like wondering souls
from their father's land
and ancient home
to hunt what men had lost long ago
like hunted spirit
to look beyond their cell
and open to the unvanishing light of the sun
to seek, and sought out change
like the wild frenzy captive bird
seeking freedom
I want to unite all the hands
whom had not felt Haman's power
and lack their untamble heart's with chain of equality
I desire to expose their blind fold eyes to the cried of children
dying without knowing why.

I have a dream
high like the mountains
covered with snow
and in presence of God
to bring justice to the unjust

I own a wish
to touch one's heart
by not letting her fall
and taking her hand in mine without thought of deceive

I posses a desire
to see the world
the land of men and creature
the gift of God to his creation
to posses no mortals as they are equal in the eyes of god
but share the fruit of nature without any greed

the face of this world is ugly
but the heart within it is merciful
the laws we make chains some to unjust proclamation.

*my life is evolved around this messege..my dream, my hope, is to be able in anyway make a small change in the lives of those who can not make it themselves, i do not wish for this because of fame, power or money, but a humble deed from a humble person who wants to do what she feels right and sees it as gods will.......its not done...and i might do more work on it...