I dream of cities
with towering buildings
growing vertical forests
high into the sky.
Every rooftop has solar,
every yard has a garden,
every community a compost,
and every school teaches life.
I dream of a world
where love is abound.
Where neighbors lend their hands
with goodwill and kindness.
Every person has a home,
every child a good family,
every human has freedom,
and every life is held sacred.
JE LEEST
Ghostwriter
PoëzieLiving with mental illness can oftentimes trap one within the inner maze of their mind. In that place, dreams, fears, wishes, and regrets all compile together to create a new world far from the one we physically exist in. At times, it becomes easy t...
