So Distant

Feb 21, 2025

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Why do I feel so distant,
Is it a matter of sanity,
I thought I could make a difference,
It was most likely a case of vanity.

So few have come to my defense,
This world, so lost in inanity,
I met with a logical dissent,
To agree would have been a tragedy.

And now I sit
Alone in this room,
There’s nowhere to go,
And nothing to do.

I think of what might have been
If I had simply slept in, like the rest,
I showed up instead, and then
I fabulously failed the test.

They asked me what I believed,
I answered as best as I could,
They will not grant me a reprieve,
I would reject it, if they would.

And now I sit
Alone in this room,
There’s nowhere to go,
And nothing to do.

My jacket is tight,
my arms fold in place,
I take in the light,
it shines white on my face.

And now I sit
Alone in this room,
There’s nowhere to go,
And nothing to do.

“The three slogans on the white face of the Ministry of Truth came back at him:
WAR IS PEACE
FREEDOM IS SLAVERY
IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH.”

Orwell, George. Animal Farm And 1984: (Authorized Orwell Edition): Mariner Books Classics (p. 90). HarperCollins. Kindle Edition.

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