One Day! - There is nothing bigger than HOPE

when i look around, there are people, objects & desires to be , to get & to grab but there is something that is missing, the existence of love, brotherhood & goodness is here to get nebulous by the dark clouds. I wish n aim for a day. A DAY OF MY DREAM.

One day...!
One day the grass will be so green & the flowers would bloom
that day the sun will shine, & there will be a bright moon
one day the world will be so clean & the hearts clear
that day love will reign & no pain left to bear.

One day, I will reach the sky, i will live those dreams
That day, the life will flow, will flow like a stream
One day, i will dance on the song of the my desire
That day, i will win, I will harvest & acquire.

One day, we will be free, we will break the chains
That day, there will be no ego, no gains
One day, we will strike the evil & leave it bare
That day,  we will win the fight, we will not stand to stare.

A hope of light, a ripple in heart
Let that one day reign every second of your part
A voice today gives a call
let that love, that song ,that joy, rule us all, rule us all!!

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