2122 (Hour Four)

Is it true there once were elephants?
And they roamed … just… freely?
How could it be? Where could they fit?
The book says they were huge –
What could they possibly find to eat?

Is it true there once was honey?
Made by bees, as part of their bee-ing?
What was its taste? It looks sticky,
And rich, and … luscious.
How could bees make such a thing?

Is it true there once was freedom?
And people could choose how to live?
I read it was only fleeting,
A passing moment in time,
A mistake, really, no doubt.

How else could it have been?

Write a poem set a hundred years ago, or a hundred years from now.