Realism

I only rhyme things I can see,
Facts irrefutably true
Like the elves in the shade of a lollipop tree,
And fairies of green and blue.

To “civilization” I’m blind:
Cities and factory smoke
Are scenarios out of a lunatic’s mind,
And “progress” and “peace” the last joke.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Dixon Avatar
December 24, 2010 at 4:26 PM
The perfect poem for someone who lives in their own mind. Excellent work :)
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