There is a land where all our dreams come true ,
That land so perfect with skies ever blue,
To each one of us the realisation of all our hopes,
Our own dream land of Utopia.
A private haven to where we can retreat,
Ordered gardens with houses neat,
Perfect harmony wit h all mankind,
Understanding from mind to mind, this would indeed be Utopia.
What !, I hear you say, this dream land so far away,
No fighting, strife ,or wild affray, perfect peace in every way,
How could this place even in dreams survive given mans fight to keep alive
No need to strive or struggle to compete, these things now which make life complet.e.
Utopia? land of dreams beyond compare,
Where we can escape and dream of perfection there,
A perfect retreat for that short space of time,
In our own Utopia, yours and mine.
JW JUNE 97.