We are living in the world of a novel
Where fiction has become all too real
Satisfied within the home of a hovel
And being told how to think and feel

This dystopia goes unrecognised
As we’re distracted with flashing lights
We’re no longer surprised
To find we’ve given up our rights

The man on the screen makes me glad
And the woman, young, beautiful and smooth
Advertise a world that contains no bad
Merely there to comfort and soothe

The Truman Show, The Infinite Jest
Were warnings not to be imitated
But when we put ourselves to the test
That’s exactly what we’ve created

17th May 2024 – Submitted to Ragtag Daily Prompt – Dystopia

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People interpret religious texts on the content of their own hearts.

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