If I Had a Dream

In our dreams, we see a different world,
Peopled by the real, the wished, and the feared.
On landscapes known and in settings so swirled
We know not if all is what it appeared.

If I had a dream that could become real,
Would it be born of my hope or my fear?
Do we control our mind and how we feel,
To choose which path to follow, where to steer?

If I had a dream, set for all to live,
Would we all equals be, sharing the same life?
No poor, no rich, to all requisites give,
And in uniformity, we would end strife.

What a dull utopia in which to reside
With nothing worse, but nothing better too.
No caste and no history to divide,
But without contrast or change to pursue.

If I had a dream, destined to creep out,
Could I plan all the turns and twist within?
In the churn of my thoughts, do I have doubt
Of unforeseen mischief I might begin?

If I had a dream, someday to come true,
For whom would its machination be built?
Would I contrive to reform only you
Or blend myself into the patchwork quilt?

It may be better our dreams merely guide
How, awake, we deal with one another.
Allow our conscious minds jointly decide
What we owe and are owed by our brother.