Utopia

Sometimes

I think

There’s no place for me

In this world.

 

Changes are happening

So sloooowly.

 

I want to make this

A better place

But I can’t do this alone.

 

I dream of a world

Where I can marry

Any person or persons

I choose…

 

A world with

No jealousy.

 

A place where all people,

All families

Are safe.

 

And everyone

Has three

Square meals a day.

 

A place

Where poverty

Doesn’t exist…

 

Where once-greedy farmers

Decide to donate food

Instead of throwing it all

Away.

 

Copyright 2012 by Tabatha Seven

11:22 p.m.

9/13/12