A dystopian dream
Why do some go into this dam?
I saw the dam that lies, clogging up truths
A barricade between hope and despair.
I went feeling the agony of a rapid river.
I went to this place of evil terror, feeling like a dreader.
Why a hopeless dream, that I tremble in fear of its wrath!
A vacation to the rich, a prison to youth!
Oh, hopeless dream your deceits are in filth!
I went inside you and saw nothing but oppression
I saw many unhappy, some hopeless in your deception!
A future some foolishly hope for, blind in their sight!
But to their dismay I saw a light on sight
I saw ways to stop authority from destroying truths
The truth I saw was individual rights gaining its strength
I saw the good will of people, democracy, spoken truths
Overthrow this dystopian dream of filths.
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This poem speaks of.." a hopeless dream, that I tremble in fear of its wrath! " poignant narration. A poem of high poetic and aesthetic standards. The poet shows good talent in using apt tropes that accentuate the theme…