A Perfect World

Children laugh & play on a beautiful day
As the youth lays tomorrow�s plan.
Always respecting what the elderly say�
We�ve earned the right to be called man.

Our dreams have come true,
And our future is so bright.
Our hopes alive; the sky blue.
Everything is finally all right.

We�ve reinstated auld lang syne
From the bane pits of despair.
Our minds at peace; our actions fine�
Burning inside us the will to care.

What once was hatred is relinquished,
Temptation has surrendered its brutal strife.
We now bask in the paradise we�ve established
There is now a purpose to this life.


This poem is original and copyright of Ben Ellsworth
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