Dystopia

It used to be featured in movies alone
Now the realness stands close to our door
The weight of every new headline hinges on my knee bone
I wish this was just another fictional tale
The perspiration on my forehead does not point to a clone
I once saw today in a nightmare I can’t remember
If I run away, will these troubles be gone?
People have their conscience trampled on the floor
Anarchy threatens in every zone
It used to be featured in movies alone

Vera