MY DREAM

Oh! the joy of being young,
of chasing dreams in songs we sung,
I danced sky-clad till day is done,
my naked body in the sun,

now the leaves toss about in a dance,
I move with them as if in a trance,
with fear in my heart and trembling hands,
I wonder what's happened to our lands,

why do I see day after day,
people's dreams taken away,
struggling hard to make their way,
in a world where evil seems to pay?

I want to feel the wind in my face,
see leaves tossed all over the place,
where every creed, colour and race,
can transform this earth with a touch of faith.