Lost Utopia
Tell me what it means to be free
of our anger,of our minds disease
Tell me what it's like not to see
a reality of our guilty pleads
Show me a life without needs
A world with a vision or a true belief
Show me one heart with purity
With peace of mind and total security
Of all these things I cannot see
In a world of hate and greed,all we do is bleed
Humanity has spoiled their seed
For everything we have done
we still have not found the key
to being free!!!
Copyright © Pat Mccoy | Year Posted 2011
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