My Dream

If I was in charge of the world

I would fly every flag unfurled

And let it breathe a fresh new air

With all the rules becoming fair

Everyone a decent meal

Everyone a love to feel

Everyone a roof overhead

Happiness for all, not dread

Of each day a new defeat

Instead, we’d have a world unbeat

By tyrants and ruling bullies

All would enjoy life fully.

I can dream, can’t I?


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