What a wonderful vision...
_{May all work to bring it to fruition for our children's sake.}

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People are Important - Goals much less
When we stop learning we have begun to die - Shamelessly Purloined

This is a very.......poem. I can't quite remember the word right now, but it means false-fronted. When I first read it, it was a sort of typical grand poem, whimsical. Second time around, it was demanding, like the voice was standing there asking for thanks with their foot tapping. Retribution. It remains a sweet poem, but it reads differently each time. Which is a good thing.
In the middle, naming all of these things that people wish for, I was reminded of the beauty pageant contestants all simpering, "World peace," Not sure why the middle section strikes a foul note in my brain, but it must have something to do with the utopian outcome Mr. Leoraigarath mentioned. It might have been unintentional, but the entire package ends up as a masterful mockery.
There are some discrepancies with your comma usage, but that me being pedantic. It's negligible.

I'd definitely keep at it.

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People say that we're crazy.
Are we really that off our marks?
People say it's faulty wiring,
but I dunno, I kind of like the sparks.

Thank you for taking the challenge and trying out my prompt! That's most appreciated as is. Now let's see what we've got here –

The first stanza opens with a warming sentimental that feels fatherly to me. The direct tone in which the poem opens soon changes into somewhat of a distant voice (like on the second stanza), which feels like the inner thoughts of a person more than an actual words said to someone. Very early though it seems like a utopia rather than an actual realistic situation –

Wars ended, banks full, debts gone – all the things a grown up with awareness to the world would wish for.

The sweet tonality of the opening stanza seems to be replaced with a somewhat bitter, almost sarcastic, tone that hides between the lines as a criticism of the world we are living in now. I liked that approach.

The structure of 3 lines against the 2 lines seems to work for me, I rather like this contradictory between the optimist (yet very sarcastic when you look back after finishing the poem) opening against the sardonic rest of the poem.

But because of that structure I hoped to see some other rhythmical connection, to make the poem more unified and maybe even more "brutal" in approach. The place I felt it missing the most was the place where the lack of this rhythm was less obvious –

The seas are clean,
the sky is blue

Races prosper
and poverty's gone

The almost rhyming blue/gone feels more off because it is just almost. That's the one thing that I would rework in this poem – the rhythmical connection between the 2 lined stanzas. I would choose some methodic approach (for example a 10 syllables structure with the ending line rhyming in all stanzas), or anything like it that would feel like a machine gun shooting the words, and make it sit more tight. That would definitely take this poem one notch up! Not that it's bad as is.

All in all, loved the concept and the twist on the prompt itself. I definitely enjoyed reading and exploring this poem, and looking forward to see if you'll do anything with it, let me know!!!

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Some days I write those words, others they write me.

and see the world your in
'your' should be you're


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what we choose is never what we really need


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