Equality - A Dream

Walking down the road that day, I saw a group of kids at play.

Merry and gay they seemed, as of their faces, they beamed.

Their clothes were torn, and full of dust, a sight that made me feel disgusted.

I paused and stood watching them from far, as I did not want to go near.

Looking up at the sky at that moment, I prayed to God for a second.

Wondering of the imbalance, I searched for some resemblance.

Not that they had all they wanted, yet happiness was the thing they confronted.

The noise and the crowd failed to distract them,

As they played their game like some professional gem.

Fame was something they knew not of, and hunger was the thing they were afraid of.

I envied them, for, they seemed contended, though their life was not as intended.

No saint I was, yet, looking at them made me feel worse.

Ashamed I felt of my own entity, angry I was and went on mutiny.

I decided to do my part and shared my idea with a few of the smart.

We geared up to gather some essentials and distributed the same to those uncared millennials'.

It was not the end of the war, for, the dream to see equal lives is still very far.