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Poem: Utopia

We the People wanted a utopia

     we thought we could achieve it

Like one could find gold

     it won't be easy

     but if everyone works together

     we the people can sift together

     and get what we've always wanted

So we began to sift through the dirt

     by the river bend

And began to realize that all we did did not work

      our laws were not enough

      our courts could not keep up

      our law enforcers could not do much 

      our prisons were not reforming

      our jails weren't big enough 

for the criminals

             ruining our city

There were people who were different

       not like us

       though they lived among us

       We knew they were not like us

Our people began to tell us they were preventing our Utopia

They will tell you

"You are the problem!"

If you weren't here then everything would be perfect

They look down on you because you aren't like them

          you are different

          they can do without you

          in fact they prefer it

So they moved you out 

And they remained in their society

They looked around and said

"This still isn't perfect"

A man with one shoe limping by, arguing with a statue 

"You are the problem!"

They said

The man with one shoe was thrown out 

Without being bid adieu

Now that the town was rid of the crazy man

They sat a waited for their coming Utopia

They looked to someone else

"You are the problem!"

They said that person was preventing their perfect society 

So they kicked that person and their imperfect family out

They looked around again and still noticed that nothing had changed

So they found someone else and said

"You are the problem!"

So they took that person

And other people like that person

And executed them

Surely after ridding their society of THOSE people 

Their society would now be perfect

But after some time 

They look around

And see still nothing has changed

They look at me

"You are the problem!"

So they chase me and anyone like me out of their society

They have kicked me out

Anyone like me

Everyone like the people before me

Out 

So now surely everything must be perfect over there

I hear disgruntled people in the society

Though few of them now

They are loud in their disapproval of the ones that they continue to find 

not fit for their utopia 

They blame this new person and anyone like her

"You are the problem!"

I hear them shout over those pure white wires

What should we do with her?

I hear them ask each other

They have already reprimanded

      chased out

        exiled 

           even executed the other impurities 

And with all this 

They still haven't reached utopia

So they resolved to behead the imperfect one 

     Or two

       Or three

          Or just twenty three

Now their society is small

It has survived the impurities

It shall be strong

It shall be one

It shall live on

Indeed it will be one

But it shan't be strong

It shan't live on

Because that one

Has killed all

Til he returns to his thrown

Alone

After ridding the soil

Of the imperfections that dare to devitalize the purity of his land

Now that he has uprooted the weeds

Now that he has murdered the ones that he knows are hindering his utopia

He can now live in peace

Without the beasts

He alone will live in utopia

Because You won't be part of it

You who are impure

You who aren't perfect 

   He says

You, I must exterminate 

He has told us

Now all alone

He will live in utopia

Loneliness will forever be with him

Solitude will be his state

He will long for another

But know 

There is no other

He has executed them all

So now surely he can have his utopia

But alas he feels nothing

Sees nothing

Everything is the same as it was before

The only difference is

There is no more 

No one

But him

Maybe it's you

Something he does not know what dares to ask 

He looks around frightened

"Who said that!?"

You did,

    It said

"You are the problem!"

    It says

"No!" He screams

    It mocks him

"No!" He pleas

    It taunts him

    It gets louder and louder

His ears are ring with its voice

Repeating over and over

Its you

It was you all along

"No it wasn't! They were the problem! I got rid of them because they were not worthy!" He gargles from his throat

I don't think so!

"Your wrong! Shut up! Shut up!"

How bout we put it to the test?

    It mocks him

"Shut up! Show your face coward!"

The man yells in a sweaty panic

If you are right and I'm wrong then things should have changed shouldn't they?

    It hummed

But your still here and it's all the same

    It taunted

These words ringing wordlessly throughout the room

How bout we put you to the test?

    It jeered

"But how!?" He asked in a plea

"How can I prove to you that I am!" The man asked

Simple! 

    It chastised

Get rid of the one thing in question!

    It said

You! You! You!

Lets put it to the test!

   It sang

The more it sang the more voices the man heard

"Who are you others! Come out!" The man yelped

The voices continue but no longer in unison

All the voices said different things

Some that sounded faintly familiar to him

Others sung

Others repeated It's words

The voices got louder and louder

The man became desperate

He whimpered as he moved towards his desk

The cacophonous sounds grew louder 

But then they ended when the trigger was pulled

It was silent in the land

No one was there

Utopia was finally reached

Unfortunately the man didn't survive to see it