A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
Dreams
Dreams
by Jelaine Hands
A place where I escape from sin
A place where it begin…
Gray skies are blue
Where skittles are food from the sky,
Where blacks are free
Where I’m not treated like a caged animal,
Where my colored brothers are not
shot by white cops.
Where the way I speak don’t get picked on
A place where kids are not abused and hurt,
Where love is as
big as the universe.
Where hunger doesn’t exist,
Where people are not in poverty
but are living a life full of riches.
A place where our fun times never end …but then again it’s just a DREAM.