Now picture this, a town, a place,
A distant land, far away.
You're all alone, left on the shore,
You venture inward, towards the core.
And in the center, what you find,
Well, undoubtedly blows your mind.

A place that is colorblind,
where money is mute,
A hug buys your meal,
and you always commute.

A place that is warm,
where the rain stays away,
And the sun shines upon us,
with nothing to say.

A place where the people
never hold a grudge,
Each opinion is valued,
and nobody's judged.

A place with no illness,
No gossip, or fights
Where holding hands and marching bands,
are quite common sights.

And in this place,
you're one of a kind,
For a distraught grimace
Is hard to find.

But you're welcomed in,
delightedly so,
With a pat on the back,
and grand "Hello!

And the town's mayor,
He shakes your hand,
and says welcome young sir,
"To the happiest land!"

"We love, as you see,
as a blind man loves,
With no help from news,
or the sky above.

"We judge not others for their choices,
throw no stones, silence no voices.
Our love is equal and devout,
Our dedication, without doubt."

You smile at him and then you say,
"If only the real world worked this way."