Utopia

“Where are the pegasus?”, a child asked her mother. “It’s too late to question,” the mother said and narrated a story.  "There was once a strange creature He lived with others of his kind They were considered different As they were difficult to find. They were beautiful horses With the ability to fly  They could run with the wind Yet you don’t see them in the sky. They had families and friends They felt happy and sad They knew kindness and love They could be good and bad." The little girl thought about them and said- "They seem to be like me Just hooves instead of feet Doesn’t the desire to fly Make all our hearts beat?" Her mother replied- "Yet the hooves instead of feet Made them a separate entity The wings instead of hands Gave them a different identity. They were them, we were us They could fly, we could not They were asked