A Shattered Dream

 I see a world,

where judging is a crime,

where black and white are just colours.

Where discrimination is not based on caste,

but where it is based ,

on morality and personality.

Where harassment was a history,

and no education was a mystery.

Where a person is judged on how much he gives,

not on how much he earns.

Where poverty and racism are just words.

Suddenly,I wake up.

Wake up to the reality of the world.

My dream is like a piece of glass,

which is Shattered.

Because the world I want,

Is a world never to be born.