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Utopia


Some say we have to live today like if it was our last

To live for today, forget our past

Some wish that day comes soon

They feel worthless, rejected, awkard, doomed

 

There are ones that have no worries, sure everything is all good

A paradise of bliss where every thing and everyone is understood

Some witness starvation, agony, death, no hope

Tired of living this way, they hope for a change,  but they are broke

 

Some worry if their new shoes match their outfit

What will my friends  think? Would people glare?  Would they compliment?

Others just hope the pair of shoes they found in the trash fits 

They can play soccer with shoes now, and do more tricks

 

Too many take things for granted and dont think about the cost

That gold watch you got on, in the mines, the life of someones son was lost

If i could end something in this world, it would be child labor in other countries

Why should they suffer? All they want is to help out their family that's always hungry

 

They dream about owning nice clothes, an education, eating three times a day

They imagine a better life than this so to god they constantly pray

I hope their prayers make it through the clouds

We need to change this world around

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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