A dream is a dream whether or not you believe. But I believe that they deserve to fly like any of us, they deserve to live like any of us. Then why do we cut their wings and give them labor, when we know it’s not the solution but a generation of kindred spirits collapsing into darkness, forever?
P.S- This collage is a representation of the diverse qualities a child can possess and how their dream isn’t black and white but rainbows and colors all the way along. Crippled by labor, their dreams remain standstill but their hearts never stop hoping; it dreams and it dreams.