Regret (inspired by dystopian fiction)
Tell me how to
live
When it's safe to
open my eyes
If the sun has
escaped the cloudy skies
And shines once
more on the heartland
Where the shadows
won't stay still
Where the fences
keep the savage out
And keep the
ignorant from getting out
The trees and
houses all look the same
The roads and
children have no names
And wandering
water is wondered at
In the heartland,
where the night creeps in solemnly
It's face all
blackened by debris
There are no
stars anymore
They have all
been burnt away
By crude,
stinking smoke and decay
The day, more or
less grey
And faces, often
pale
And restless feet
on tired legs
Too old to move,
too young to sleep
Souls that yearn
to be released
To beyond, but
dark awaits
Never knowing
another fate.
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