**Imagine**
Picture a city where no one goes unnoticed.
Where the cleaners name is known as well as the managing directors.
Where a persons value isnt counted in pounds, but in decency.
Think of a world where the first question in boardrooms isnt *Whats the bottom line?*
but *How many lives will this touch?*
Where inventions arent hurried out for quick profit,
but shaped carefully, because their aim is to mend, to guide, to raise up.
Imagine schools where every child is seen not for their marks,
but because every mind holds a tale worth hearing.
Hospitals where patients arent bed numbers,
but names with hopes still waiting to unfold.
Offices where weekends are for family, not spreadsheets.
What if the wealthiest werent those with the fattest wallets,
but those who opened the most doors for others?
What if the real market wasnt the London Stock Exchange,
but the quiet acts of kindness swapped between strangers?
Imagine leaders judging success not by the economy,
but by laughter, by learning, by fewer lonely hearts.
Imagine neighbours who race not to outdo one another,
but to see who can lend the stronger hand.
And imagine yourselfthere, in that world
not hurrying, not worrying, not scheming
just living, truly,
because you matter, simply for being you.
**Imagine. Then do something about it.**
Looking back, Ive learned that change starts smallholding a door, listening a little longer. Maybe thats how we build the world we dream of.
