Poetry: Ode To The Future

If I have the pen to write the future
I would lace my path with gold like the streets of heaven
I would erase the stench of gunpowder and slavery
And put an orchestra of praise in our bosom.

If I have the pen to write the future
The trees will sing, the birds will chatter,
We would listen more to things rather than beings
And I will plant ten eyes around my head to see it all .

Bose

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