a poem by Orchid Rose
I sit in the shower and let the hot water hit my back.
Hating my thoughts, oh how society has pushed
A racket that once hit is now managed by a robot.
My surroundings are blurry and so am I,
Lies are truth and the truth is a lie- I'm conceited.
Humane seems to be an abstract idea now,
But let the world smile, for its ratings are off charts,
While war and disease are taken care of,
I rot in my shower like a dead earth worm.
Wrapping my towel I enter the room
"Surprise!" Say all my friends, the world is better,
And then I. For once again, hope is restored.
Until I wake up and I'm in my bed.