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<center> Poem 5
A World Unlike Any Other

A tear shed
A corrupt world
A wail of despair
A beaten child
Laughter cut short
A war between brothers
A faded smile
A child’s death in the hands of a mother
A forlorn expression
An innocent life tortured and taken
A love…defeated
The sin of all sins…

In a world of hate…a world of misery
In a world where evil dominates
I take the time… and imagine
The world as I wish it would be

Envisioned deep in my mind’s eye,
The perfect world,
Perfect in all its glory…
Perfect in all its imperfections.
A world not of the same mold as the world of today.
A world of my own making…the world of my dreams
A place where wishes take wing
And emotions run ablaze with fervor that knows no limits.
A world unlike any other
Where the hands of sorrow are given free reign
to touch the human heart;
Teaching kindness, patience, understanding
Where abounding joy takes flight;
Soaring up to the grand scope of heaven and digging deep into the
heart of earth.
A world unlike any other
A place where our yearning to be set free no longer
is hindered by so burdensome a thing as gravity.
A world where we, too, may break the bonds that hold us to earth
And soar up to the great heights with wings of our own.
A world unlike any other
In the depths of my imagination, I see not only a world,
but more so, a world among worlds.
A place where worlds collide in a fusion of color, light, and sound;
the distinctions between worlds so evident…so dazzling.
Yet in other chances, the barrier so slight…so subtle.
Stepping over would mean to cross into another world
so vastly different and not have the slightest knowledge of any
change.
A world unlike any other.
Finally, a world where people understand each other,
Where people understand themselves.
A world where people see others as a deep mystery to them,
Where they are a mystery to others.
A world where the mystifying is the mundane…
And the boring is the bizarre…
Indeed, a world of paradox.
For what use would a “perfect” world be
if it does not allow me to

envision deep in my mind’s eye…

the perfect world….

A world unlike any other.

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