A land rid of phobias, Would be the norm in my Utopia, No trees are felled, Neither thoughts nor opinions quelled, The land is safe, It’s one that’s lacking any waifs Everybody has a home, And nothing is in monochrome, If terrorists didn’t exist, That would be my eternal bliss Racism is a thing of the past, There is no prejudice related to castes, Equality is the rule, There’s no way that you can be cruel Happiness prevails No need for untruthful tales, The quality of everything would be divine, On the land of my “cloud nine” Everybody would be nice, In my heavenly paradise Poem Fanatic
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