Notes About The Poem
Inspired by Geroge Orwell's book, 1984

Worldarium, 2017

It was a bright cold morning when I was born,
into a world of perpetual war. I lived in the city of Worldarium; 
        once a beautiful place but now reduced to ruin,
buildings in decay, glass windows broken.  Poverty, hunger, disease killed.  

     This was a remnant of what the world used to be,  
Worldarium was like a marine aquarium where, The Infinite Mind, watched;
       we were the rats of society in this reduced existence,  
there were the Uppidity Ups who lived in sky high buildings of glass and steel.

    The Servers, who worked as servants for the Uppidity Ups,  
all the bridges has been destroyed and all the ways of escape gone;
      yet there was a resistance group who believed that somewhere beyond, Worldarium existed a Utopia.  So, I grew up a beautiful, lost girl.

    I dreamed of this nirvana place.  When I was a young woman I met,
Gideon, a man who became my lover and who was part of the resistance;
      there was an evil man called Strong Arm, who was the enforcer, 
if a person "rat" went against The Infinite Mind, the result- torture, death.

    Gideon came to me one day and told me he had found a way out,
he said, come with me and we will find Utopia together;
      so when night fell we started walking across what was once an ocean,
but we were caught by Strong Arm's, Army of Servants and taken.

     I never saw Gideon again, I assume he had been executed,
and I was kept in a glass tower, a sex slave of Strong Arm;
      I gave birth to children and my only gift was that they would never,
know poverty, hunger or disease but only life in a glass tower.

          The year I was taken, 2017 . . . 

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March 7, 2017

Prose Poetry/Worldarium, 2017
Copyright Protected, ID 882689



1984 or 2017 Contest
Debbie Guzzi

Sixth Place
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

Poem

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Thirtyseven Avatar
April 7, 2017 at 7:49 AM
Oh that is so very bleak. A nice take on the theme.
Martin Avatar
April 2, 2017 at 10:22 AM
Like the Orwellian nightmare you've created - and love the aquarium metaphor. Congratulations on your win BW! :-)
Roper Avatar
April 1, 2017 at 8:13 PM
Back to congratulate?you , awesome
Krampe Avatar
April 1, 2017 at 7:06 PM
Your poem gave me goosebumps. Great job, and congrats on your placement.
Guzzi Avatar
April 1, 2017 at 5:37 PM
Diamond #6 DEARHEART! I would have never guessed this was you, what a great surprise. Please do jump on board with my next contest BRAVE NEW WORLD. Light & Love
Roper Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 6:46 PM
Very nice, Broken Wings, you made me feel the action and the emotion in the story... Good luck in the contest... ~*
Beaufort Avatar
March 8, 2017 at 6:39 PM
This just shows how wise you are indeed. Sounds like you see with keen vision and you are so creative to boot. Many thanks for the brief description of what we are heading towards after all. What a strange place, after all. Best regards!
La France Avatar
March 9, 2017 at 10:35 AM
Duke thanks for visiting and for the compliment ~
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 7, 2017 at 2:20 PM
Great raise my hackles fiction :)
La France Avatar
March 9, 2017 at 10:32 AM
Maureen thanks for visiting my poem!
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