I have dreamt of a world full of pineapple trees, growing on apple leaves, topped with chocolate bits. I have dreamt of a world full of strawberry trees, growing on coffee leaves, topped with honey cream. I have hoped to lift your head upward, full of ocean's tears as dreams fall from the stars into your hopeful eyes, but all I could really see was a child, kindly waiting, for dreams to become true as it rained. So I stopped waiting... Tonight, raindrops are truly jellyfish falling like tiny jelly beans in the vast ocean we are as let our dreams roam free if they lift our spirits, up and away, into the cosmos that says: dreams can become clouds, clouds can became tears, tears can become oceans, and oceans are us as we dream. So I stopped waiting, as I lived united by the vast oceans we are.
This poem is dedicated to those who fight for a green, loving, and peaceful world without hunger, those who go into their dreams and make them come true despite all odds.