Technate (A Poem of a Better Future)

Technate

From ashes and ruins,

The Technate rises anew,

A North American dream,

Of progress and innovation true.

Gone are the days of old,

Of politics and strife,

The Technate reigns supreme,

With efficiency and life.

Gone are the borders,

Of nations and states,

A united continent,

As one it creates.

A world of automation,

With machines in every place,

A system of abundance,

With no waste or disgrace.

Science and technology,

Leading the way,

A future of promise,

For all to have their say.

The North American Technate,

A beacon of hope and light,

A vision of tomorrow,

That shines ever so bright.