Still Dreaming

Still Dreaming,
On a better way of living, no police sirens beaming,
All people in this world having freedom, that would be amazing,
Will there ever be peace? Or will there always be guns blazing?
Somewhere, some place a tired soul is always crying,
On this cold soil, we call earth, a body is almost always dying;
Some have called dreamers abnormal because we feel this way,
Perhaps its this mind state that will bring change our way?;
Liars, drug users...these humans are beings who are not all bad,
They need love, like yourself and I, we should not let them pass like a fad,
Many innocent lives are in the midst of losing everything they own,
While we have almost everything, we make them feel even more alone,
We all speak on it, but have yet to fully comprehend why,
We leave poor kids stranded, to the point they eventually die,
Is it because they do not have a bank account full of riches?
If we woke up in their shoes, we would not survive if life switches...
So called World Leaders do anything but care, they are always scheming,
On how to double their dollars, I on the other hand am still dreaming...