Forever Hopeful
Finding Utopia
Without prejudice. Trigger Warning: Femicide
I had a dream last night.
It was truly wonderful.
I could walk down the street at night,
Or go for a jog in daylight.
Just me.
By myself.
Alone.
With no fear.
Can you imagine?
I dreamt I was able to think for myself,
Not be told what to do,
Or when to do it.
To actually have a choice.
And freely express it.
Without fear or condemnation.
Fucking amazing!
Can you imagine?
The possibilities…
Visions of equality appeared.
I held my head high and was fearless
As I put myself out there
With no judgement
Or prejudice.
Not as a trophy to be groped at will.
The best person
For being the best.
Not for who I know,
Or whom I love,
Or what I look like,
Or what shade my skin is,
Or what lies beneath my underwear
Or my hair.
Should we care?
Can you imagine…?
Do you dare?
I dreamt I was a princess.
Not in a pink, flowery tutu-type dress
With a sparkly crown
And token prince,
But a real princess,
Minus the bullshit fairytale images
Surrounding me.
Ruling with guidance,
With compassion
And kindness
And empathy.
Putting the people first,
Rather than myself.
Really listening to them.
Making a real difference.
Can you imagine?
An equal interaction! There’s a thought…
Hearing and actually understanding? Feeling heard and understood?
Having an impact,
Making changes for the better?
Being part of that change?
Seeing the people as “people”
Without the un-necessary adjectives
That set people apart.
No narcissistic edge to devour those who try
To unite for their basic rights.
No-one above
Or beneath.
Money and power irrelevant.
Mind-blowing stuff right there!
I wished the dream would never end…
But dreams are just dreams, aren’t they?
And eventually we wake up.
