I always dreamed that my life would be like it is in books.
Little did I know that would later come true.
It’s not quite what I imagined, though.
I did not imagine a government that was poisoned with hatred.
I did not imagine people’s rights being taken away one by one.
I did not imagine a dictatorship taking over the supposed “land of the free.”
When I wished for life to be like a story, I never meant a dystopian one.
Posted in response to the challenge Democracy & Ethics – Writing.
It's so interesting that a country founded by people from hundreds of different places now looks down upon immigrants.
I will fight forever
When it seems like all is lost I will fight harder
When I trip and fall I will bleed words and be stronger
When I can no longer write I will speak until they cower
I have never been quite sure if books were truly just words on paper, the ideas of authors who are just ordinary people or if they are magic incarnate.
Because they have never, ever just been words on paper to me.
Comments
Well said. Especially now, keep writing
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