Friday, June 28, 2024

"45"



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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