Dream Utopia

This modern world

Ever encroaches on the last vestiges of nature.

The past was not perfect;

It was littered with endless human injustice,

And drenched in the blood of innocents.

The present is no better;

Now the loss we feel and experience is much more subtle.

Hidden from our view.

But to escape this reality,

I let my mind wander.

I close my eyes and drift off.

I dream.

In my reality, our world is bountiful once more.

Race is not important;

Or gender,

Or sexual orientation.

Each culture is distinct and beautiful;

And everywhere is love

In the place of unjustified hate.

I am aware that these dreams are wishful thinking;

Sweet lies in a bitter truth.

But I prefer my private utopia

To a real world

Where my deepest worry and greatest fear is that

We won't just end ourselves.

We will end everything else as well.