Sunday, September 08, 2024

Dystopinox

Should I envy or pity
The ultra convinced?
You need not be witty
To see ‘facts’ are minced

It’s all so confusing
Perhaps by design
And often amusing
When malcontents whine.

Nothing is certain
So why get upset?
Behind the curtain
The stage has been set,

Utopias crumble
If they happen at all,
When principles tumble
We’ve started the fall.

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