Everyone's goal is to live in a utopia

That perfect world where nothing can go wrong,

Where everyone is equal,

And justice is served everytime.


That seems great to me.

However, there are some problems with a "Utopia".

Have you ever noticed how quickly a utopia

Turns into a dystopia

When you take a minute to blink?

All things that we envision to be perfect

Has quite a few flaws.

What we thought would be just what we needed

Didn't live up to expectations.


I would much rather live in this world that is still moldable

Then in this world set in stone.

Because I can still manipulate a world made of fresh clay

But I can't fix a broken world immortalized in stone.

  • Author: Crystal Moon (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 16th, 2015 21:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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