The Dream
7 o'clock
The man is awaken
By the sound of happy children
A respite in human heaven
To see the resplendent tropical sun
To see the Earth exhale
A beach greets you with hospitality
By the calm crystal surfs
A place where racism resolved
And soon dissolved
A place where poverty
Does not exist in the community
up
The man shakes my head and
down
Wakes up to the screaming cars
The man groans and there is
The start of a new LONDON day
poem by Shanthosh Suganthan
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