In Many Years From Now

In many years from now we will?

In spaceships orbit our sun.

Live our lives under the sea.

Move effortlessly from location to location at the gentle sway of a
hand.

Not be threatened by any disease.

Speak only in one tongue.

Look at pictures of long forgotten creatures.

Pray to no one.

Exist rather than actually live.

Have but one colour of skin.

Dream strange dreams about mountains, the wind and the trees?

And then one day, a shell of what was once a man will look up through
milky eyes...and he will see the very faintest trace of what we know
today as a smile in a woman's eyes, he will remain looking at her
intently as she walks away, and he will wonder why.

In many years from now?

This Utopia will come.