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)
- Published: December 16th, 2015 21:05
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 53
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