A Dying Dream
An epitaph for a lost cause.
Dealt a deadly blow and taking a last breath,
Yesterday's world lost to today's world,
Increasing terrorism and uncertainty,
Nation's faltering and crumbling,
Guns and bombs overruling common-sense.
Death and hopelessness crushing everything in sight,
Requiem for a utopian dream,
Earth teetering on the abyss,
All is lost it seems at the moment,
Much is in danger if we don't change.
By Christopher Tye
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