I want to live in a world where children can eat from their pots,
Without hearing the sound of gunshots.
I want to live in a world where women are not afraid of the night,
They can keep their keys and knuckles out of sight.
I want to live in a world where everyone has a place to call home,
Instead of looking for an empty area to roam.
I want to live in a world where people can hold the hand of who they love,
Without being sneered, pushed or shoved.
I want to live in a world where people are able to speak,
Without feeling helpless or weak.
I want to live in a world where people are judged by their thoughts within,
Not by the colour of their skin.
And to be judged what's in their head, not what's on their head.
I want to live in a world where everyone is happy for who they are,
And not wishing they were someone else from afar.
About the Creator
Chidimma Benjamin
A black cynical nerd with opinions and poetry. Don't be shy, drop a tip. Preferably $20.
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