Foreign Souvenirs Fall – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

I set sail for lands not near me,

I screamed at people who can’t hear me,

wise to insufferable torments,

I opened my eyes,

and gave them surprises unforgettable,

lies are told to see through,

as the world becomes more unstable,

yellow brick roads fabrications no longer,

the skies sing us praises through trumpets blown,

masterful manipulations fall flat on their faces,

a tomorrow without a today,

a sign without a message,

you ask,

it decided,

fate ain’t all fiction,

it’s all the facts….

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