Critic of a Utopian Mind

Closed eyes to a world of towering supremacy over the delicate picture of utopia Not to be disturbed through true reality and perseverance of the mind A crime to have a belief, a sin to be distinguished, A facade that complexes the mind into a society of pathological liars of their own ideals. Individuals are insignificant as insights lead to commonality Hours fly as seasons change and still emptiness is evident in the faces of humanity, For now I see the truth in fear, a safe haven for the meek To the individuals I say show your faces, the time has come at last Don’t listen to societies torments of outcasts and passing fads The survival of the fittest has come to an end as the morning sun commences in the east Face the music of past failures and feel the tide move in Be drawn to passionate dreams that overwhelm our heart and essence For that pride will lead the nation to become what we have hoped A nation of individuality with no prejudice or discrimination in sight Factions will destroy the supremacy, without a soul left behind