"Longlive" Cursed a Wise Sorcerer
A long time ago,
a wise sorcerer once told me
that every night, from then on,
I will soundlessly
fall asleep
and have a peacefully
lucid dream
of a far better world.
That night...
I fell asleep
soundlessly.
The following night...
I dreamt
peacefully
of a world
far better.
This night...
just like every other night
for the last century
my wretched gift
will, once again, be unwrapped.
I will soundlessly
fall asleep
and have a peacefully
lucid dream
of nothing.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world