Rasma Raisters, Daytona Beach, Florida, USA

Nightmares Are Reality

We’re witnesses

to our own demise.

We call it change,

we call it progress,

we’re witnesses,

to cowardice.

The strong overcome the weak.

To our lethargic need to fight -

we cannot awake

and we have nowhere to run.

Bombs filling the skies –

like fireworks in disguise.

Innocent children,

becoming angels much too soon,

their lives in ruins forevermore.

No love of neighbors,

just hate and greed.

Trapped and cornered,

in the world we’ve created.

Censored by our own unhappiness -

it’s live or let die,

but no matter what has been,

we can seek a haven,

behind closed doors,

but we can no longer hide,

in our dreams -

they’ve become nightmares

and nightmares are very real.

© 2019 R.Raisters