Behind the Shadows

I dream of a world of gold

Where any story may unfold

Where everyone's story will be told

Where loneliness and fear are memory

 

I do not mean for the streats

To be made of metal

No, would settle

For a place I could live and be happy

 

I wish for a place

That is blind of race

For a world

That doesn't judge me by my face

 

I want, I need

A reality that gives me a chance

To love, to be needed.

And have more consideration than the first glance

 

I dream of a world that knows

There are people behind the shadows