Get Your Premium Membership

The People of Utopia

People of Utopia In the deepest less open forest of Congo a tribe live in idyllic greenness the have cattle but rarely eat meat their diet is plants, milk and blood from their animals. They are naked, bath in a stream and walk with a natural charm. Is this Paradise, the nearest they come to fighting is jostling with long sticks and no one is hurt. But wait, isn`t there something wrong the absence of middle-aged or old people? The people die at forty, don`t know why, the program maker didn`t mention it he just waxed lyrical about a life without stress and overlooked the obvious. Had the program maker hid the old away for an esthetical reason? But it appears people die early in this Paradise I will not join the tribe in Congo just yet.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs