Imagination or Reality

As the rain fell lightly onto the window,

my imagination wandered farther and farther into distant places,

taking me to higher regions of imaginative thinking.


playing in huge green parks,

laughing and screaming, enjoying their childhood – As children ought to.


sharing thoughts, that they had never really shared with anyone,

in fear of being laughed at or made mockery of.


of all races and backgrounds,

uniting, and

trying to make this world a better place for all.

A world of Peace.


To the poor, the hungry, the homeless, the least of these


everyone else.

Will this world ever see such a thing in REALITY?


Will it be, just a thing, for the imagination to dwell into, occasionally.

As my imagination comes back to reality,

the rain still falls onto the window,




By, B. Knox


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