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Words: twilight, tangled, reflections, bottle, reality, dreams, deception, loneliness. |
History Repeating Itself Walking in the twilight among the headstones of history, while navigating the tangled weeds of political deception, I pause beside a fountain polluted by the brackish waters of fake news that generates false reality. I stare at the distorted reflections, grotesque caricatures, of THEM, perceived enemies haunting the dreams those in power. I inhale the stench rising from the egos of politicians, who want to bottle history using their own recipes. I feel the terror and the loneliness of the disenfranchised watching history repeating itself. Line Count: 25 Form: Free style with some rhyme. Word Prompt: twilight, tangled, reflections, bottle, reality, dreams, deception, loneliness Written for "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" Deadline: August 15, 2018 |