Lie Reality - Poem by Ellonah Varela
Oh, 'tis shame, all the more a tragedy,
When a world of imaginary,
Comes better than reality,
That reality is naught but a lie, however we refused to see.
Aye! I say heartbreaking indeed,
When we close our eyes, we ignored misdeed,
We laugh, celebrate, as if there was a need,
But ignorance is all we ever feed!
I've heard it now as you did before,
A demand for freedom, in a fantasy world of yore,
A cry for justice and some other more,
But have we ever faught, let our ship come ashore?
Why is there a hesitation?
In claiming that freedom then a reformation.
We cry for justice when the how we never question,
Then we stand, unmoving, as another pig leads a succession.
Then when the same litany came to happen,
Once again we start mindlessly a-screamin'.
We sprout this nonsense of a lifetime of famine,
We do not act, we just continue a-dreamin'.
It is never a question of oneness,
Since we brag about it always,
It is our beliefs and actions that are mostly senseless,
In that indeed, we, all of us are in likeness.
We should be red in the a face,
A simple, sincere blush would have suffice in this case,
It's the least proof we have that we are not in haze,
Just forced by the reality that we have to face.
Ha! But no! Aren't we?
We look, we laugh, but we refused to see,
The crooks, the lies of this reality,
Gladly, we embrace this absurd and shameful stupidity.
At last, like most others, I dream,
Of a day when my dream will no longer be just a dream,
When again, we become that clear and fresh stream,
A dream, yes, but a better one, it would seem.
Hail, everyone! Let us come awake,
The future generation let us not waste,
The end is not in sight, let's not go in haste,
Let's broaden our minds, be one in purpose as we face out fate.
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