What if we all yearned for love?
Souls constantly searching for a match,
something to make them feel sparkling in that way forever.
Caution would be more often expressed.
Care would be taken every day.
You never know where you will find someone to love.

What if peace was the trend of the week?
A revolution of lives searching for a greater purpose,
something that doesn't involve blasting someone to feel
better about your own fucking country.
Perhaps the world would be a place where one could hear a
bird sing.
The norm would be people stopping.
Pausing.
Listening.
Realizing that there is blossoming life all around them.

What if a dreamer's wishes counted for something?
Would anyone take notice?
Or would this fade into the roars
of shouting at our beloveds, the buzzing of electrics, the
stench of the mess we've made.

I'll write my words for a better tomorrow.
Pledge my being to love and peace.