"Come, let us build Utopia!" they said;
"Beginning with the purging of the past.
Then let's agree a creed we plan to last,
for moral concepts long are gone, and dead.
There is no crime, except to speak of sin;
mankind are only caused to err by need.
To profit from your job is merely greed -
we all must call a curse on those who win.
When ignorance and superstition fade,
the noble hearts of men will shine through clear,
and then a better breed at last appear -
in whose own image gods and goals are made."
They laboured at the vision forty years;
but though they tend the tree, no fruit appears.