Dystopia is where
Milton's infernal serpents are in abundance,
Two-faced scorpions with divided tails
Against whom one cannot commit thoughtcrime
Unless they wish to die in a prison of their worst fears,
For those who manipulate fear know how to secure the upper hand.
It's when hate week is not only there in the fictional 1984,
Dystopia is when those who rule us don't see what we see;
the impending doom that strips out humanity,
Instead breed more serpents to suck out the last bit of love and compassion.
Dystopia is when they make the masses sleepwalk into future
Robbed of hope
With paralised dreams
Friday, 7 October 2022
Dystopia
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