MY DREAM WORLD

My dream world

I dream of a world without machine's might - where nature rules and hearts burn bright.

To walk the path the elders knew is a vow- I hold and seek to renew.

In times of tech and cold precision- we need the warmth of human vision.

I long for a world where nature leads- not strings and screens or selfish needs.

We are but puppets in fate's design- yet I still hope for signs divine.

Heaven blooms in equality's reign- hell erupts where hate is plain.

My dream world still flickers faint- while cruelty thrives without constraint.

Peace is praised yet wars unfold- clean hands mask the blood they hold .

Fame outshines the path once true- while ancient wisdom fades from view .

To pen a tale of a flawless domain- where hearts are pure and free from pain.

Feels like chasing stars in a cloudy sky- yet I still dream though reasons pass by.

My vision is clear though the road is steep- I question the trophies mankind seeks to keep.

I seek a home where green things grow - in a world not rushed but calm and slow.

Grateful am I to mother earth's grace- who held me close in her warm embrace.

She shields me still through fire and storm- a silent guardian in natural form.

My vision seems far away- but hope still shines through skies of grey.

When hearts unite and love prevails- peace will ride the morning gales.

Together let us plant the seed of culture- kind and gentle hearts that lead.

Let nature's song be our guide- in harmony let humans reside.