Out and about one sunny day
I tripped over alternative facts
And fell into the rabbit hole
I plunged into an Orwellian nightmare
Where ignorance was strength
And a pompous idiot—
Who reflected reality with a narcissistic mirror—
Targeted the well-read man with censorship
My breathing labored as the weight of corrupt lies
Constricted my lungs
While I struggled to climb out of the pit
To seek sunlight and truth
His lunacy became the norm
And my intellectualism was cursed into damnation
Copyright 2017 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman Orwell
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