Sonnet: Science-Fiction

I would rather it were science-fiction,
Than painfully, profound reality.
I cannot believe that the world if free,
When Poverty, seems like an addiction.

Living from one pay-check to the next one,
Is a societal sickness. Disagree?
When Rent over Food is necessity.
How can one plan for what is to come?

Recklessly destroyed resources now rare
Ready revolutionary replacements
Because soon fossil-fuels will disappear
And all that will be left is displacement.

Our children will not thank us for failure,
Or for repeated, reckless behaviour.

2019 ©DSCoremans


Once again thank you to Sonya, whose reply to a comment today filled me with inspiration. Sonya I may have to add you to my list of muses, you have been my catalyst for creation for the past couple of days. Thank you.

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  1. Wow, you really took it to the next level with this sonnet. You paint a harsh and stark reality that is nevertheless the one we have created. Excellent writing, and I am honored to be the inspiration for your beautiful poems. 🙂

    1. Thank you, it is perhaps a little grim. Yet alas, that doesn’t stop it from sounding believable.

      I am all but certain that that will happen again. Happy Writing. =)

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