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"Fight the Socialite Dream"
by SamiJo Mcquiston (Age: 20)
copyright 08-28-2005


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
Picture Credits: http://www.christis.org.uk/ archive/issue95/sheep.html

In a dream you came to me and asked if we could talk,
I agreed and listened while you wove a tapestry of morality around me.
You told me youth and innocence is all we had left,
Wealth, love, power, family, were all illusions that fade out quickly.
"Soon you will be dust," you said, "so what does any of it matter?"
And I replied, "If dust is all I have to look forward to, then every day of life matters."
In disagreement we kissed, and as our lips parted a wall grew between us,
I walked away from the wall and never looked back for you.
What possible passion could lie in such a pessimistic attitude?
You were a pool I plunged into, only to emerge from you gasping for air and irrationality.
I now know there is nothing more maddening the accurate ticking of the clock.
Normal is decided by a group of insecure, small minded people,
Why would I ever want to be like them, or more so liked by them?
So, I unraveled your tapestry string by string, and lit the remains on fire.
Un-blinking I watched as morality was turned to ash and washed away in the rain,
Finally I was un-bound and a new day sat before me as I wiped the sleep from my eyes.


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09-04-2005 Leigh G.    

Yay new stuff! As alaways the poem is great and emotionly full, flowing, and the needed topic Dark! This is strange and difrente than your normal work. Still great though!
09-04-2005 Regina Pate    

very powerful, lots of emotion, flows nicely, some typos though.
08-28-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

Wow great write and so true for the most part. This is a dark look at life, but one that many face. I'm glad you found a way to release this anger. Dreams sometimes emnulate real life and vica-versa. Sometimes love is not enough, life tends to require more. I liked this, Anthony
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