Dream

I plead that it is just a dream;

Let it never come to reality,

Under the sun rain has fallen.

Did they say it a Mistry?.

Who can defend the one with nothing,

Who will defend the innocent,

I have seen words with my eyes,

I have felt sympathy in my mind.

A poor man is without a friend,

But the rich have many even in abundance.

Who can save the isolated man from the power of the rich,

For they are oppressive to the poor,

Who can deliver the innocent from the hands of the guilt,

I beg that it never be a reality.