Reality and Fantasy

Restricted, Confined

to this world we are bind.

Slavery, Immigration

causing nothing but frustration.

 

Wouldn't it be nice,

if we found ourselves a new world to wander.

It would surely suffice, 

would you even ponder?

 

Mystical beings and enchantments.

Adventures in life would have great enhancements.

Fighting bandits and plunderers.

Saving villages and baffled blunderers.

 

But alas, these things do not exist,

to live in our world you must understand this gist.

But in this world, you cannot just quit

for you must just deal with it.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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