(I dug out an old poem written well over fifteen years ago in my naiveté. Today, I’m not much different and find I’m still hopeful for humanity in this world’s chaos.)
In My Mind’s Eye
In my mind’s eye, I see a world
where poverty is non-existent
Pictures in museums are the only
places I can see bombed-out cities.
Cancer, AIDS and other deadly
diseases are but a memory.
Children are protected and loved
at all costs. Husbands and wives spend
their entire lives loving each other.
God’s beautiful creations are unscathed
by man’s interference. Plant and
animal life isn’t endangered
and thrive abundantly.
In my mind’s eye, when I look at you
I see God’s love at it’s finest.
Copyright© 2005 R.D.
