Sheets

This is actually a dream I had about change in our society by our government.

Room echoes with quietness
with a ceiling reaching heaven
white see thru sheets
hang moving in many directions.
With a gavel and black attire
your eyes move to and fro
mysteriously as I move
through the sheets as they soar.
I feel a tension build
as I glide toward the bench
where you sit up high
watching my every inch.
Authority and power
thick in the room
I feel a sudden madness
a dark and sultry gloom.
Suddenly I feel smothered
raped and confused
a weight of being held
down, sad and used.
A naked source of energy
fills the air complete
I can no longer breathe
as the sheets make me bleed.

Reviews

[Kaylor Mason]

This is the true face of Socialism, and America is getting closer to it all the time. I loved this! It is accurate as heck, too; that's the scary part of it. "Raped and confused"--that's exactly what Socialist Government does to the people it rules over. This work is NICE!

[J Todd Underhill]

I feel the same about my government everytime tax season comes around "raped and confused" seems uncle sam thinks he can spend my money better than I can which personally speaking I doubt he has good judgment in what is right for me.

[Coyote Poetry]

Your poem tell a real story. Each day we are losing more rights and can feel the pain. The poem was direct and honest. I like the way you made your point in this poem. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote