My dream is a clear blue sky,
with the sun wandering by.
Where we can live free and undisturbed.
Where our energies are unperturbed.
But what I am seeing 🙄
Is disturbing me.
I feel our freedom
is receeding with their tyranny.
If what we need to fix
is simply our healthcare system.
Well why dont we do something
and adjust it with wisdom.
We must know at this stage
what works and is all the rage.
Lets us work together
and fix this page.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
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'Lets us work together and fix this page' - a worthwhile proposition.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem. May your dream come true!