Thursday, 9 March 2017

I Am A Utopian

Life can be a struggle at the best of times, with doom and gloom written in many expressions,
And some of these people drag their feet as they move through their sad and sorry existence,
And they can stare into blank space with a mentality of being suppressed by suppressions,
As affluent, hierarchy technocrats ply their trade of capitalistic sense with some appetence. 

We share a little, and starve a lot, as so many in our big world go hungry,
And poverty strives on and on, and so very often without a second thought,
But when you’ve experienced suffering, this can influence some prosperity
Of intellectual giving, as often awareness is a source of sharing a mindful ought. 

A lot of the rich stay rich, and a lot of the poor stay poor, which is widely evidenced,
But is this factor commonly addressed by our western politicians – a little from a lot,
And while this situation and circumstance persists, our voices are widely silenced,
As the lower classes are deemed low-life’s and are given a little from a large pot. 

With so much giving elsewhere, and so much taking, comes forsaking aching,
As to handout a little from a lot to the poor, is making them feel sore to the core,
Especially when they see politicians lapping up a life of luxury with spending
Indiscriminately, resulting in those of a lesser degree watching on enviously. 

© Andrew Stevenson 09/03/2017
This poem speaks for itself, and as a ‘Utopian’, I believe in trying to influence ‘heaven on earth’. We have the man/woman power, resources and technology, etc. to create ‘Utopia’, but there is seemingly little mention of this in our day to day lives.

Here is one of my Utopian philosophies: Porsches and Ferraris, etc., are but metal, plastic, rubber, glass and leather, so why can’t everyone have one!

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.


  1. Hopefully some day humans will smarten up and create utopia at last. Pretty sure it won't be in my lifetime though, LOL! Thanks for popping by my blog today, Andrew.

    1. Let's hope it happens one day, perhaps after peace on earth!

      Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

  2. Beautiful poem. I really enjoyed reading it.

    Greetings from London.

    1. Thank you for your kind words. Glad you enjoyed it. Love love, Andrew. Bye.