Pat Mccoy Poet I do not know?

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!!!

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Wole Francis September 6, 2011 at 3:17 AM its like the whole world is in bundage. this is good. keep it up Pat Mccoy September 6, 2011 at 3:56 PM Thank you very much for the nice comment and I will be sure to try and entertain you with more when I can.Thanks again!!