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Get Real NationWide Week 11

This is a poem by ErinI have a hope for a better world; a paradise.Where I can just lose myself to thoughts so haunting.Caused by their endless taunting.And if there was a time for that place.I wish for it to right now, show me it’s face.For I am lost among the many creatures.That breath, hate, love, and hurt.What I wish to be could never really be me.Yet I have hope for a better world; a paradise.Where people greet one another with a smile so sweet.And all the birds wake the sleeping with a gentle tweet.Where we don’t have to kill.To show others our will.I want to show them my will to live.Not my hate for the strangers I pass on the street.I have a hope for a better world; a paradise.Where I don’t have to want anything.Because everything has already been filled.I don’t want guns or bombs to crush the lives that haven’t even begun.I have a dream of a better world; a paradise.It’s my wish.But for now I’ll toss a penny in a dish.And hold my paradise close to my heart.I have a hope for a better world; a paradise.Where family and lovers aren’t torn apart.Written by Get Real NationWide participant Erin, 15, Prince Edward Island