Hey, spaceship, do me a favor, take me to this place,
protected from the constraints of time and space,
where terms and conditions do not apply,
where you can jump off a cliff, flap your arms and fly.

A planet not visible, even from the Hubble,
where you could forget all your trouble,
where dogs like cats, and cats like mice,
and in general, everybody's really nice.

Where nobody lies and nobody's hurt,
where there's nobody's too formal or too curt,
where everybody can do what they think is fun,
where footballers goal and cricketers run.

Where the sky is blue or pink or grey,
or whatever color you think is okay,
where plants grow metal and fruits are mined,
when words that are spoken, are always kind.

Where nobody holds a single grudge,
where one's walk is light, not a heavy trudge,
where the brain isn't tense, the mood isn't down,
where happiness for all takes the crown.

Now spaceship, you may wonder, "Where in space is this land?
I see you're pointing, but where goes your hand?"
You see, spaceship, this place is in my head,
I had a dream about it one night, on my comfortable bed.

-- Naman Sood