Waking From A Dream

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From a dream to a nightmare.
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When we were red-pilled
It awakened us, ending
The American Dream.


The country I grew
Up in no longer exists
And it saddens me.


We wallowed in our
Excesses, thinking it would
Go on forever.


Not realizing
It was only a dream. Now
We weep for our loss.


We wonder how it
Came to be and discovered
We did it ourselves.


As our world crumbles
Around us, we realize
It's too late to stop.


The shining city
On the hill will no longer
Beckon us to Hope.


I will continue
To remember how it was
'Till the day I die.


Until then, I will
Do my best to record what
We used to possess.

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BlissMaraBlissMara4 months ago

Clever, love the twist on haiku. Each "stanza" succinct, telling, and leading to the subsequent one. Excellent!

FirstClassFlirtFirstClassFlirt5 months ago

How I wish I could say I disagree. At 60 I remember a lot of things the kids now have no clue about. Don’t see things getting better either

AnonymousAnonymous5 months ago

I almost feel sorry for the clueless gen-z etc. idiots... well, not really LOL A traumatic even is when they couldn't get the latest iPhone the day it came out. The thing about being old is that one's expectations are a lot lower and the things they "need" are just gadgets their grandparents never had and still don't care about.

The thing about that new iPhone etc. is that materialism never ends well.

"Youth is wasted on the young," more than ever :)

FranziskaSissyFranziskaSissy5 months ago

That unfortunately happen on a global wide like epidemic business and human degradation ….. the most unbelievable or hurtful or saddening or wasting or just name it, is, that humans are predators and need wars as a daily bread ….. its our genetic and we won’t changed, EVER …… we have done do it and it happen in the future …… greed power sex, the three pillars of a human society ….. yes im lucky, the most outstanding time in middle Europe was 80’s 90’s until 2010 and i was a witnesser …… but my heart and soul is broken about the happenings in the last 25 years and the enormously greed to destroy everything without a thought, oh sorry one thought MONEY is left over …. This global energy balance is broken

Than you Candy for talking about and this lovely sad poem

💝💝💝💝💝💝✨☘️ ALL THE BEST FOR YOU …. TAKE CARE ….. NAMASTE

shayneoneshayneone5 months ago

thats sad i think it is world wide even australia the one hope i have there are good people every where and try and live the best i can be happy well and safe a fan 😀 shayne

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