Dystopian Books Amaze Me! Poem by Laura Gail Sweeney

Dystopian books amaze me,
Our screens with warnings interspersed,
Arousing sight of what may be,
While watchers keep us all well-versed.

Our screens with warnings interspersed,
With other experimental acts,
In which people are immersed,
While hiding the surrounding facts.

With other experimental acts,
Fiction in which control abounds.
Laws our neighbors help to enact.
Most readers remain astounded.

Fiction in which control abounds,
But that could never happen here
Where authorities make their rounds,
Where there's no reason to hold fear.

But that could never happen here.
We are tried, true, and always free.
The drones patrol the atmosphere.
Smile and live in mandated glee!

We are tried, true, and always free.
This is not nineteen-eighty-four.
Just read what we're permitted to be.
The handmaiden will be no more.

This is not nineteen-eighty-four!
Those in power are so kindly
To take our rights to give us more!
The Command watches lovingly.

Those in power are all so kind.
Tech leaders are not absorbed with wealth.
They read each thought inside your mind.
The State protects everyone's health.

Politicians aren't absorbed with wealth.
They will ensure that you have jobs.
Your rations hinge upon your health.
With quotas set to make hearts throb!

They will ensure that you have jobs.
Everyone is a chauvinist.
The tired are not allowed to sob.
The idle are denounced, zealots.

Everyone is a loyalist.
In a true Dystopian world.
The wise all pose as idiots.
And children trade their friends for pearls.

In a true Dystopian world,
Arousing sight of what may be,
By smiling watchers encircled
Dystopian books amaze me! !

Arousing sight of what may be,
Robo-cops, drones, and rituals,
Searches, hiding, no privacy,
Always thinking about vittles.
Oh, Fahrenheit!