My dream of tomorrow, <br />Shall be to protect, <br />When all of the people <br />have love and respect. <br />Where all under heaven <br />have fine tasty meals <br />and doors are left open <br />because nobody steals. <br />When weapons of war <br />are a ghost of the past <br />The birds trees and flowers <br />shall have peace at last <br />When the cries of the children <br />are no longer heard <br />for their tears have all dried <br />and their memories blurred. <br />Where dark cruel prisons <br />are things of the past <br />and the men who were chained <br />there, have freedom at last. <br />My dream for tomorrow <br />lies here in this song <br />This is my hope for every one. <br /> <br />Copyright ©2003 Julia Ann Holliday<br /><br />Julia Ann Holliday<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rivers-of-tears/
