Utopia

In due time,
There will be no more crime
And everything will be okay
It will come, on day
The world will be in its prime
And the messages around the world will rhyme
It will be a long and treacherous climb
With all work and no play
In due time
Life will be more than pennies, nickels, and dimes
Once great cities will be covered in rime
Peoples’ true colors will be on display
The old world will be in decay
One day, we will the accomplish the sublime
In due time