My latest poem about a land called Utopia, a land that could be if people had the bravery to make it so.


A green and pleasant land,
A place where your worries melt like the snow,
Where hope,
like the beautiful roses grow.

Take me to utopia,
There may not be riches in abundance,
The streets may not be paved with gold,
But what we have we share,
We care.
We labour,
But our reward is fair.

Take me to Utopia,
A nation truly united
Sweet compassion
replaces the bitter pill of cruelty and shame.
A gleaming jewel in the silver sea
worthy of the name.


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