You’re going to the black utopia? Can I go too?
Where the sky isn’t a typical blue
but a reddish, orangy, golden-sparkly hue.
Everyone there is just like you.
Selfless, patient, loving, intelligent, enlightening too.
Honey pours from the trees and blessings, not death, comes in threes.
You and I are the same, of course, you’d believe,
there aren’t any status symbols symbolizing or separating us because of what we believe.
There’s only one religion and that’s the belief of a longing love.
Everyone would raise their heads and never bow them again to talk to the “one above.”
We’d float down to heaven, then up to our super earth again, and then, wherever our wings would have us travelin…
Maybe we’d stop pass the old mars or visit the first stars and see everything we generalized into being just “space.”
We’ll spin and twirl and twirl and spin, until finally we pick up the pace.
We’d name everything we touch bc it would be ours to do just so, there be enough to go around no need for fighting never anyone going toe to toe.
I heard of this place called the “black uptopia” I heard it’s a place you’ve been to…
I only have one question for you.
If this place the “black utopia” exists, can I go with you?