In my dream, there were no golden stars on the top of skyscrapers.
But all the children in the world had their eyes shining like stars.

In my dream there were no palaces for sumptuous parties.
But all the children in the world had a home to live in.

In my dream there were no giant trees with billion Watt lights.
But all the children in the world had electricity in their homes.

In my dream there were no gorgeous fountains gushing like water-falls.
But all the children in the world had a glass of drinkable water.

In my dream there were no copious tables full of rare delicacies.
But all the children in the world had a hot meal on their dinner table.

In my dream there were no astoundingly dressed famous guests.
But all the children in the world had something new to wear.

In my dream there were no fancy toy guns and other bellicose playthings.
But all the children in the world had a book to learn to read.

In my dream there were no gods, nor altars, nor saints, nor dogmas.
But all the children in the world had learned the meaning of love.

In my dream there were no prevailing races or colours or ethnic groups.
But all the children in the world had equal opportunities.

In my dream there were no Christmas campaigns for the Third World.
But all the children were part of one single world.