A place of my own

A place of my own


I want to go to a place
Where fresh starts come true.
A place where people will be
Judged by what they are,
And not by the way they look.

I want to go to a place
Where dreams are allowed.
A place where the poorest man
Can store riches in his mind,
Yet not starve to death.

I want to go to a place
Where justice serves all.
A place where children have rights,
The old are taken care of
And human bodies are not for sale.

I want to go to a place
Where love is more than a concept.
A place where relationships mean trust,
Jealousy does not exist,
And minds are interacting.

I want to go to a place
Where truth comes always first.
A place warm and welcoming,
And inner beauty is valued.
A place to call my home.


March 2005 ©