Gone,
Are the innocent dreams of childhood
Absent
Are the questioning eyes of youth
Deceased
Are the stories of our aged
Removed
Are individual opinions
Withdrawn
Are our freedoms to think and feel
Missing
Is the respect of healthy debate
Vanished
Is the ability to buy and own
Erased
Is the trust we once held
Dissolved
Is the peace of daily living
Disappeared
Is the thick skin to laugh at ourselves
No more
Are our rights to… anything
Extinct
Is the age common sense
…Instead…
Now
We are told what to think
Now
We are shown what to accept
Now
We are trained to embrace all
Now
We are disciplined what to speak
Now
We are called bigots
Now
We protest everything
Now
We have a thousand genders
Now
We are forced into silence
Now
It’s always the race card
Now
We are apathetic - we gave away control
Now
We are censored
Now
War is coming
Now
We are sheep
Now
Our history is changed
Now
Where is God? Ugh! God is all things
Now
Are the Last Days
About the Creator
Linda Bromley
Just one of many creative outlets for me has been books! My whole life I’ve loved them and it’s so easy to make the jump to writing.
Recently I completed a poetry challenge and now, looking for more excuses to write, I’ve found myself here!



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