The Prince and I

Dreams of the Prince and I
So passive and serene as Heaven and earth subconsciously collide
Vivid dreams can seem so real
Once our eyes are closed, some we can physically feel
I dreamed of hitting the lottery for a lot of money
To spread my wealth for all in the land of milk and honey

I dreamed I sailed the stormy seas
Tales of comfort to bring weary sailors to their knees
On the battleship I stretched my hand out
Thirst in Africa, water provided for their seasonal drought
I turned over in my slumber
I was hugging a tree in the Amazon rainforest, protecting it from becoming paper lumber

Rain poured from the skies
I stared down the presence of a suicide bomber with death and destruction in his eyes
Reconsidered his thoughts after looking into my eyes to find the answers to his whys
The Middle East so much mortar and rumble I had to step over
Sat in on congressional talks in Mother Russia, plans of peace soon to uncover
I dreamed of faraway lush lands, Monaco Prince Rainier a balloon ride as the winds winded, bit by bit
President Xi Jinping forgave me for my lack of fluency in Chinese, he did not mind it
He stated his neighbors are thinking of war and he would bring love, he will make us believe his idea
Dined at the table with Kim Jong-un in North Korea

Promises were made to stop and decrease
Nuclear missiles that would ultimately annihilate and stifle world peace
In my dream I was astral marooned
I looked down at the beauty reflection kissed by the Nile blue lagoons

I wanted to wake up from this peripatetic dream
Until a handsome man whose face remained unseen
Sheikh Hamdan Al Maktoum
He promised me the stars, the moon, the Dubai sand dunes
Dubai Prince, pureness colored cloth wrapped around his head, country of oil and gold
From what my subconscious in sleep has foretold
He reassured me he would write me beautiful written words of art
His passion of poetry, as a Prince, softly spoken from his heart

Japan Prime Minster Shinz Abe
He bowed his head, took me in his arms, and talked of peaceful pasture as our bodies slowly swayed
He twirled me around
My beautiful dream was losing ground
I heard my alarm clock melody ringing in the distance
Sweet lips slowly covered mine as I listened
One eye opened muscular body hovering and glistening
Mohammad Al Saud
Prince of Saudi Arabia endearment to my body I womanly applaud
We spoke of hidden treasures
Middle East scrolls to enlighten, now buried, he weakened at this queen’s inquisitive caressing words of respectful pleasures

I extended my palm to press the snooze
I breathed American air I felt I can’t lose
No resentments
My travels have lasted without any contentment
Without any deterring humps
Now in the Oval Office discussing the world economy with President Donald Trump
He advised me, although, the future sounds bleak
We will all unite to meet, once we learn to have compassion when we greet

I finally awoke
I hope the last part of my dream was not a joke
A little voice of reassurance whispered from the Pope
Have faith, Be kind
As I’ve have spread this concept among all human mankind