Green Dreams

Green Dreams

A Poem by NomadKing1971


Green dreams, and pharaoh parades,

the new humans must be re-made

again and again;


new words and new sins,

we must conform as technology's

soulless control takes over;


things are not really what they seem,

dormant questions lay in your mind,

continuously and forever unanswered.


Be a witness to the magic,

as you catch on to tragedy-

the mystics grow strong;

a martyr's response is nothing if it is meaningless.


You ask another to be blessed,

when you can bless yourself with strength;


bless yourself with strength.

© 2010 NomadKing1971

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The ideas are so real and yet so ironic. This short and simple poem does reflect our ever-changing world along with all its little tragedies and weird tendencies. I specifically like the irony of the last three lines were I was made to ponder for a second why "You ask another to be blessed/when you can bless yourself with strength". Clearly, it speaks and understands with depth.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on March 25, 2010
Last Updated on May 17, 2010
Tags: dreams, green, mystic, mystics, pharaoh, sin, technology, magic, martyr