Dreams to My Daughters, by Barack Obama

Dreams to My Daughters, by Barack Obama


If I were to you what he was to me,

I would not approve of the life I'd led,

Charm justifies only to a degree,

Drunk crashes aren't excused by a quick head.


If I were to you what I am to me,

Would you approve of the life I've led,

From the weight of my job I can't be free,

Because of me innocent men are dead.


I dream that you will not be he or me,

That we practiced war so you will know peace,

That you will be happy, diligent, free,

That from life's suff'ring there will be surcease.


I believe in Jesus, in Buddha, too.

My dreams if they live will live best in you.










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