The Golden Future Poem by Matt Starking

The golden future
The golden future shall come
A place where there is no harm
There life is cool and calm
A peaceful garden
Yea like that of Eden
Where there is no pain
For there is more grain
It merry making
For there is more wine
The table is served
And it time to dine
It a new day
A fruitful season
This is the golden future
The past is a lesson
I will dwell in peace
For my enemies at ease
Happiness is the pillow
I lay my head on
And freedom the treasure
I live upon