Perfect Society

Perfect society everyone said: Once existed like a pretty floral bed; None of such state ever, yet, I could find, Was it just a Utopia of mind...? None said a lie. There was just truth. No theft. Everyone, their house, with unlocked doors left. None swore at none. No need for such arose. All were equal. To none, none was a boss...! Where's such a society gone? They wept. Though, none, in truth, natural rhythm kept. All that is modern, for them, seemed a waste. Do they know, at length, each cat has its taste...? 12 January 2023