I chase the dream of hope. <br />Hope for a world of safety and prosperity; <br />A world without the crimson flow of blood. <br />And I dream of more… <br />More than this destruction and ache we hold. <br />I dream of more… <br />More than the fear of what the dawn might bring tomorrow… <br /> <br />I chase the dream of passion, <br />Of the one true love and romance. <br />I dream of self-fulfillment; <br />Of far away lands where rainforests <br />And never ending seas exist. <br /> <br />I dare to dream <br />That there’s more than what we perceive; <br />That hate and venom will one day perish. <br />I dare to hope that we’ll consume, devour and squander <br />Through the adversity of yonder. <br />I ponder, contemplate and meditate <br />On these dreams that dodge, elude, and evade my grasp. <br />I await and hope for the day <br />When the dreams that lies in my mind shall be conquered. <br />I await and hope for the day <br />When fantasy will one day turn into our reality.<br /><br />Miss Tee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chasing-dreams-3/
