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I too dream
I too dream a world but in contrast to worlds most dreamed before.
Mine is a world pocked with the aid of bickering and war, snarling humans
and barking mobs.
Oh yes, I dream of human beings
foaming but with angers and fizzing nevertheless with
fears bred by way of the acquainted misunderstandings among careless flung words.
All beings as themselves so human, then as now.
But all with one component imagined more for these dwelling
in my vivid world anew.
Because my dreaming goals of future skirmish-wars defused,
our historical hatreds resolving in a new self belief of knowledge
that wedges apart the ancients of delusion and superstition
lingering indifferently from millennia elapsed.
By: Abraham Adesanya
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