Protests in your streets.
Outrage in the people.
Voices band together. Chanting.
Gongs abroad. Peaceful
supplications begin, stood and fought for.
Ambitious hope.
Diasporan day dreams, lucid
REM awakening.
Fight in opposing faces contradicts superiority (fear of change). The pendulum’s turbulence is nauseating. Fight in opposing faces contradicts supremacy. Fear of change; suddenly ideologies disintegrate before you.
Your newborns don’t support that dream.
And that’s a freaking nightmare.