Dystopia Now

Through the mire, lie rows of houses, in fact there all around, This is suburbia the sprawl, Spreading in all directions, Concrete and steel surge upwards, Indigenous trees bulldozed down, Roads dark alleyways fester, Behold this was once my town. Weaving through leaky tunnels, Stench permeates foul air, Organization of the multitude, Rats in a Rubik’s cube maze, Where else can we go, peasants of urban growth, Incognito behind our masks, Eyes burning, smog chokes, A caveman of bricks and mortar, Blind man who doesn’t need light, Awoken from my life of slumber, Searching for the high ground, Find a weird monstrosity, Towering above my head, A ski slope, shopping mall, I only seek, milk and bread, Never seen the future coming, Perhaps looked, the other way, I helped create this Frankenstein, To call it civilized would be a mistake, Once reaped what was sewn, Now concrete over everything we see, Where in hell, has the sky gone, Dystopia now, Can this really be? COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (43) Sponsored by Brian Strand 18/02/2021