From Dream to Dream

From dream to dream

I toss and turn

Like shadows

Weaving through sunbeams

And rainbow ribbons

Float in dappled waters

Where silver fish swim

Through mossy fern

And grasses green

Bend in the gentle breeze

Where clouds lean

Against mountains

Standing high and strong

At whose giant feet

The land bleeds

Her arms spread in brown fields

Where men and women

Burn and toil

And in coiled naked streets

They creep and sleep

Where corrugated mazes

Of power and pelf

Breed emptiness and greed

And yet I dared

To weave my dreams

In the silken skeins

Of starry tapestries

Which some giant hand

Had flung over my

Rose tinted eyes

I dare to dream

Of a new way, a new day

Of new clouds precipitating

Shedding life giving rain

And the land shining again

Joyous and verdant

And men and women

Surmounting and ascending

Pinnacles of freedom

From debilitating toil and care

Freedom from the tentacles of

Greed and fraud

Arrogance and deceit

Freedom from blatant

Shams and scams

Freedom from the crooked

Exploitation from those

Who cling to the reins

Of power and pelf

I dare to dream again

Of new sunbeams

Streaming through

Dissipating murk

Of rainbows colouring

Dappled waters

Silver fish swimming

In mossy fern

Grasses green

Bending in the gentle breeze

Where clouds lean

Against mountains

Standing lofty and strong

-by Rita Putatunda