life of a dream

as a kid when I was put to sleep,
sound of lovely ryhmes ring in my ear,
lovely dream cover my eyes ,
make me to wish this night should never die,

after so many year growing up
is not a fun,
even now before I go to sleep I listen lovely song but i stay in fear, 

now I don't want a dream to come in my eyes, 
as now dreams are no more lovely and kind,

now when I close my eyes,
I see chaos on every side,
I see people cutting my garden trees,
and beautiful birds asking me where should they flee,

in dreams
l see people running behind,
shouting and
asking for the religion I believe,

sometime it happens,
in the dark long nite,
I stood up to found that I am the only one alive,

dreams they are ,
my mind well knows,
but as a human race,
likes to dominate ,
my dreams can become real,
thats what my heart always know and fears..........