A Better Future

The future I had seen,
Just last night while I sleep...
Was neither good nor bad.
The way a good future ought to be.
There were cars on a grid
Flying high, and would
Move along their neural highways.
AI controlled them,
As the cars moved too fast...
They would go here, and there,
And then to make time pass
They had phones with holograms.
Their worst corruption were from whores
Who I'm not sure how it was borne
But that was what they said came from the orient.

Yet, as I see the pseudoscientists say
That dreams are about the eyes...
I do not believe it is that way.
As, I believe dreams collect
All the senses you impress,
Emotions, thoughts, sights, sounds, touch, smells and taste;
And puts them together through logical chains
To help you process what is made
In your subconscious thoughts.
Like a story or a play
Your dreams will always sway
Your mind to what you think about during the day.