When I Wake

Sometimes when I wake

I am not sure

Where I have been

Dreams are like that

A soft focus

Vague outlines

An imagined universe

Where the rules

Never quite apply

 

Sometimes when I stop

Doing whatever it was

That kept me busy

I am not sure

Where I am

What kind of world is this?

A harsh light

Batters my eyes

And I awake

To the suffering

All around our world

 

Hold me in a dream

Bring me home

To that land

Where hope

Love and justice thrive

Peace at last

A soft focus

A sweet dream

 

 

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