Dreams come true, do they?
I got up one morning lazily,
trying to recollect my dream hazily.
What I saw, was it true?
Moving pictures devoid of all hue,
Or was it a vision?
where men were unbound by prison,
of their biases, beliefs and superstition.
Everyone was equal in this region,
no differences of colour and religion.
Where wealth was distributed equally,
and love was shared unconditionally.
Where vices and greed were resisted
and goodness of deed was appreciated.
Where believers and non-belivers co-exist,
hatred and wickedness did not persist.
Suddenly realized who was I fooling?
Under what influence was I reeling?
Such a land can exist only in utopia,
and we see the world only in myopia.
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