A poem i entered for a competition. I want to know how good or bad it is. Plz review. Thx.


My Utopia

My Utopia,

It's so far away.

I'll never see it,

with death on it's way.

Every step I take,

has a force of destruction,

in my way.

This something of destruction,

is destroying the human race.

Built on wrath and hatred,

lack of communication.

This world will never see,

the peace I want,

for you and me.

This destruction is called war,

the opposite of a Utopia,

the one of many reasons there is none.

The only Utopia I will ever see,

is when I die,

going to the other side,

if I was a good girl, to belong in heaven all the way up here.