Sunday, January 18, 2009

i (always) hope she wakes up smiling

she's my pastime and she's my habit
she is the only moon in my orbit

aspirational moments

i want people around me happy
no war no pain nor poverty
i want a world where there’s no greed
where poor people can meet their needs
i want pure freedom in making choices
i want the oppressed to be given voices
i want to make my mother proud
cause when she cries, my heart tares out
i want chances to make up for and explain,
and redeem myself for the grudges that remain
i want my friends to never forget me
because dying alone means leaving empty
i want the earth to be greener
and hoping human would be less meaner
i wish future children would be healthier
and not having to pay for our mistake made prior
i want to be a peasant more thankful
for sometimes I forget how to be grateful
i want to do unexpected things
i want to travel to where my heart brings
i want to learn and understand
feel, experience and comprehend
i want to look up to foreign skies
look into novel unfamiliar eyes
i want to feed my curiosity
i want new worlds to teach me
i want to meet new people
and grasp the lore of being humble
i want to step on strange new lands
and I want the chance to hold her hands