I woke up.
I had been a bad dream.
A nightmare.
About all the hatred in the world.
Noone cared.
No one tried to stop it.
I tried my best to help.
The population was dying out, one by one.
So were the animals.
They couldn’t find food.
The world was disinegrating in ouur hands.
It was all our fault.
I didn’t know what to do.
There was fire and blood. It was war.
I fell asleep.
This time things were better.
Everyone was joyful and glad.
It was sunny and bright, with laughter all around.
Flowers were blooming.
Animals were hopping about.
Everyone had a friend.
Everyone showed kindness.
Then I knew where I was.
I was in the future.
Or, at least my future.
The future I want the world to be.