she dreamt that the whole world
fell asleep
in beds and armchairs
and in crumpled heaps
in office buildings and on the street
there was no background noise
or tramping feet…
the whole world was silent and still
as she walked a road that
went up a hill
only she was left awake to see
the damage done by mankind’s industry…
and with dream-like unpredictability
she found a broom in her hand
and began to sweep her way
across the entire land
the task seemed unrealistic
and surreal in a way
how many times the sun rose and set
she really couldn’t say…
at last her task seemed complete
as the whole world woke from a dreamlike sleep
and filled the once silent streets…
with background noise and tramping feet
with bubblegum wrappers and cigarette butts
half eaten pies and cappuccino cups
with smoke and fumes and a bustling commotion
that spread over the world from ocean to ocean…
she sighed at the senseless actions of mankind
and turned away, only to find
that trash was now knee-deep
in the streets…
but it was her turn to fall asleep…
and she dreamt that the whole world
once again fell asleep
in beds and armchairs
and in crumpled heaps
in office buildings and on the street
there was no background noise
or tramping feet…
and on the hill one person stood still
with broom clutched firmly in hand
and with a slow and rhythmic movement
began to sweep the entire land…
Sharonlee 7/2/2008
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