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Sleepers
Why resist, when it’s much cheaper
To admit that life’s a dream
You are just a lifelong sleeper
Who keeps walking out and in
Sleep provides refuge from sorrow
A small solace from old pain
On a bridge towards tomorrow
Over dreamland rides your train
Waking up is always late
It's a dreamless phase of sleep
In Orwellian deep state
We are human-looking sheep
Everything is topsy-turvy
In the most accustomed way
So you don’t express a worry
About anything they say
Life’s a comedy of errors
A tricky business from the start
And we have to be its bearers
Playing our little part
What they say they never do
But it’s hardly a surprise
They are human cockatoo
Who can sound a bit too wise
Life’s a dream, and we are sleepers
Otherwise we can’t be here
In full conscience and so helpless
Till the day we disappear.
Copyright ©
Gregory Colodub
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