100 years from now

i decided that in order to truly express what i think of the future, i would create a short poem

100 hundred years from now, will there be any snow? will there be weather of any kind, will the sun continue to glow?
will there be fruits of brand new kinds, and fish that sound like crows? will there be funny animals?(some with twenty toes!?)
in the future are there still muffins, and candy trees that grow? or are there weeds and thistles that choke the grounds water flow?
do people still control the world, considering other creatures low? or have the low ones risen up, and told people where to go?
have people been banished to the moon, by creatures thought as low? and if so, have we made spaceships that we can really row?
im not sure what there will be, only time will show. but hopefully there will still be school (just kidding, that would blow)

thank you