1984 reiterated

A fellow poet has just wrote Will we be asleep as they flout Flout our lives down no mans street We didn’t see this coming, we are defeat? It’s made me think what is it I’m saying Do I really want to talk of butterflies and praying Or do I want to speak and shout of Liberty Before it’s all gone, and we wont even see We won’t even see what was before Of days just being and loving, with yes war But days were we still had hope in the angst But soon will not even be able to dance Should we as poets be saying more Or stand watching from behind the door Have we been too brainwashed to ever see again What is the truth and what is just spin