Reactionary Dolts

I see
The rising tide.
Ignorant and stupid,
Elect reactionary dolts--
Our doom.

Betrayed

Bloody

Woman in white

Sanguine droplets soaking

Spilling forth from a sickle slit

Betrayed.

Imagine

Paper,

A blank canvas,

Full for potential thoughts,

The instrument of creation.

Perfect.

A pen.

From it comes thoughts,

Ideas that flow freely,

Escaping from the writer's mind.

Born new.

Glasses,

Allowing sight,

Visualization,

Ideas coming to fruition.

Beauty.

Author,

Paper in hand,

Pen dancing across it.

The start of a grandiose world,

Just think.

This world,

In light, people,

In darkness, the monsters,

Everywhere, beautiful life,

Imagine.

Paper,

From it comes thoughts,

Visualization,

The start of a grandiose world,

Imagine.