My Dream

What's your dream?

I get asked a lot

But if I told you

You'd call me insane

You'd call me a child

Then walk away

You might call me ambitious

But you'll never have faith

They tell you to reach the stars

And climb the highest mountain

But in their eyes it's obvious what they mean

They are not so sincere 

But I believe there is hope

There's hope for the world

There's hope for it's people

So my dream is to make a difference

It's for everyone to engage 

It's to wake up to a sunny new day

No sickness

No violence

No hate

No war

Now I look at you

I think I see doubt in your eyes

Even though your lips might deny

I might be young

But then again

A tree grows from the tiniest of seeds

Think as you wish

Say as you please

As for my dream...hope there is

   -Hana H. Barakat