Dystopian Kingdom

A world of humanity is seeking utopia;
even those, whose cup runneth over;
all, bringing about the birth of dystopia;
with songs about crimson and clover.

Our origin of birth; a world of perfection
all unable to accept absolute truth;
causing us to face the curse of rejection;
few, bothering to search for proof.

Many sought to build a perfect utopia;
deposing the Master; taking his place;
instead; it became a dysfuntional dystopia;
with evil replacing love and grace.

A new master had coveted the Father’s throne;
conspiring with man to take God’s place;
the Garden was only big enough for God alone;
and, the man shared the serpent’s disgrace.

Both were exiled from their place of birth;
heaven had no room for division and hate;
their personal Elba was a place called earth;
a world of perfection, required no debate.

On earth, conspirators squabbled over spoils;
each of them sought to conquer each soul;
some of them, renamed themselves “royals”
claiming their entitlement to be in control.

Pride is a mantle, most unfit for a king;
leading earth to become a dystopia;
no mere man is able to control everything;
for, only God can command a utopia.

Monty 12/11/22. # 1,376