Utopia

Flowers fragrant and colorful, Incense simply maddening, All people smiling and playful, No acrimony and no bitterness, No disease and no scarcity, Climate more than right, There was nothing, Asking anyone to fight, Nobody was more, And there was no chore, All lived and lived happily, Days went by rapidly, There was no fear, Or responsibility to bear, Any body could pick up anything, Used in either living or to eat, Nobody ruled and none was ruled, It was a family, With no bounds, Life went on straight, Rather in rounds, Years were added to average expectancy, Old age came late, This was the Utopia that still rests in my pate.