Short Dystopia Poems

The real world
living in dystopia
what's truth-adjacent?...

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The world is on fire
There's a man with a bucket we put on the floor
We scream at him to Do something!
While locked behind a green glass door...

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Utopia Dystopia

One man’s Law and order is another man’s oppression.
For an imposed utopia is a true dystopia.

By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison

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Standing at the brink of our new world
I gaze into the majestic landscape.
I see a novel synthetic fraternity
Shining lights of discovery – 
Teetering on the edge
Of a blazing dystopian inferno....

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Unity is illusionary,
A dystopia of thoughts and dreams
What is life but a fleeting thing in the grand scheme of things?
Freedom so precious and heavily bought 
cannot compare to one loving thought....

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This world seems like dystopia
Come my love my utopia 
Drive away my insomnia
Drive away my inertia
I have left old Arabia
You are my Abyssinia  
You are my dream’s sweet mania
Conquer my heart’s whole area...

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We hear a shrill cry, 
Above a bird swiftly flies,
They suddenly appear,
Creatures of the night,
Cloaked in silhouette forms,
We look in dismay,
End of an era we envisage,
A prophecy foretold, 
Harbinger to a new dispensation.




June 9, 2022....

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Beyond these dark days of ever-growing political dystopia

Social and claustrophobic phobia's 

Find something or someone to love and try to absorb that feeling like 
illicit opium 

Why

It could be the way to survive this life cycle's current pandemonium

(C) Copyright John Duffy...

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I am descending from utopia
Comfort me with your confrontations…
Be my scar and be my lovely flaw
Facing so many sympathetic sensations…

I am ascending from dystopia 
Be my shadow and roof over my weary head…
My emotions inside me are deep and raw
I’m filled up with dread and need happiness instead...

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Silenced voices, feared by those in power.
Utopia sought, only dystopia flowers.
Protect all speech, diverse and free.
Perception leads to a society that is truly.
Redeemed expression, a beacon bright.
Escorting us through the darkest nights.
Silenced speech, we've lost our way.
Shaping the fascists we sought to slay....

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Oh, beautiful for racist lies,
And Amber Heard on trial,
For TikTok fueled insanity
While twerking Gangnam style.
Ambivalent dichotomies
Now shred my faith in thee.
And guns are good, 
Not brotherhood.
It’s plain for all to see.
We are free to achieve 
Our American dream
In the land of the craven,
The home of the AR-15....

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Horrible blobs
crawling on the radar
threatening detonations
punctuating torpid oppression
promising a merciless deluge

Robotic insects invading
Wrathful humans devolving
Nature devouring
Order dissipating

Ambient lyrical drones
bathing the dystopic landscape
inculcating visions of an alternate world...

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WE LIVE IN AN INTERESTING TIME

He was Dean of the university’s
College of Creative Malfeasance, 
including the Schools of Business,
Law, Information Technology, Marketing,
Theology and International Relations!

His son was more sinister
He was a minister in the 
Church of Confederate Christianity,
a denomination that is pro-life
but anti-family!...

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Dystopia

A society
Big and tall
But cracks at
Its foundation
People on top
Don’t worry
About the bottom
Or that they
Are about
To topple over
The people below
Are scared
And worried
That they are
About to be
Crushed, but
They have a
Solution to the
Problem, to
Leave, but
They aren’t
Comfortable leaving
So they stay
After dust blows
In the wind
From the fall
Of the world

Written on February 14, 2020...

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Small Saudi the boy
Five years or so
And jovial the toy
Intriguing the foe

Six year he wrote
Every time a pen
A drop of flight
To land a new story

Every melody that come
Carrying the tunes of hope
The dance fuming soup
For all that knew

Saudi now stouthearted
With a promised utopia
Every ink drop debased
To quell apparent dystopia

At last a book length
Not a toy full ration
Saudi the man and gentle
For history the olfaction...

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I sidle a hand through the ink-bleeding screen,
My automaton heart now a fistful of glee.
For a flickering vigil in Purity's name,
Lie comatose dour mockery of roses and flame!

Only such beauty in idyll remains
Soaring from laughter 'fore its wilted decay,
‘What gorgeous weather we're having these days’ —

I'll be wringing out my bones and hanging them up to dry
once the sun grows far too bashful a rival 
for the concrete shadows of a Haptic sky —...

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Is this tangible as depicted by my senses?
Never knowing if I am here or there in my alibi,
Foreseeing a multitude of path that lies in unison,
Intuitively choosing as choices disappear in the drag,
Nesting in my being, will I bid in a fond adieu?
If I am forced to say goodbye, will it even be mutual?
Take it away! This fondness of dystopia,
Existing in an infinite potential of a Singular.

Hint: 
One cannot exist without the other,
From one end of the spectrum to another....

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