I envision…

a world without grenades
or broken glass, where flies
become extinct due to lack
of death, filth and mosquitos
find no blood to drink.

Disease is banished,
money used for mulch
and gold melted to pave
roadways for bare feet

that are never cold
since winter has fled.
A hundred years is late
childhood and adults
are youthful at millineum’s
end.

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