I had a dream once.
Back when I had a mommy and daddy.
I had hope once.
Back when this river had more water than garbage.
But it’s gone now. The dreams, the love, the hope, the water.
Daddy left. Just disappeared. Mommy was sick. Then she disappeared too. Now it’s just me.
Me and Nana.
Me and Nana and the baby with no name but the baby with no name is gonna disappear. That’s why the baby has no name.
And Nana. Nana’s gonna disappear. Everyone does. That’s why it’s just me.
But I remember… when I had dreams and hope and water.
Nana and baby haven’t disappeared yet.
Today she took me to a place with lots of other kids. They played with me!
The people gave me food. I haven’t eaten a real meal since Daddy disappeared!
They gave me a uniform. I can’t wait for my first day of school ever!
They gave me a doctor who said I’m not sick like Mommy!
Nana can’t pay for my food and my school and my doctor.
But she doesn’t have to.
There’s a friend far, far away who will do that just for me!
I wonder if my friend is a he or a she. Young like me or old like Nana?
I don’t know but I wonder. Sometimes at night, I dream of her… or him.
My rescuer’s a she. She lives in a place called the United States.
She says I’m beautiful.
She says I’m special. Important.
She says I’m loved–by both her and Jesus.
I know her Jesus now. Now He’s my Jesus too.
And Nana’s. And the baby who has a name.
I have a dream now.
A dream to meet her someday. To hug her and kiss her.
A dream to be a doctor someday. To help sick people like Mommy.
A dream to grow big and strong like Daddy. But not disappear.
A dream that there is more water in the river than garbage.
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