Dream Recalled
I’ve seen of this world so little,
Everything’s so fragile, oh so brittle,
But i remember: once everything i’ve seen,
Once, everywhere have i been,
I observed the world, dry as sand,
On the palm of my trembling hand,
I was so old, older than anyone,
Looking into barrel of a gun,
Now, I do remember this dream,
Once, I wanted the world to redeem,
Long gone are these naive days,
Yet little has changed Earth’s face.