Rage, rage, rage!
This is what I feel
as I wake from slumber.
I sought peace going to bed,
to rest my mind,
to ease my soul.
But, peace is not what I find,
serenity escapes my dreams.
I'm thrown into discord,
scenes of injustices,
surrounded by shifty eyes.
Corridors filled with people,
pressing all around me
as I want to get through
and escape these hectic scenes.
Such vivid visions
haunting my psyche.
I wake not rested,
but more worn out than before.
If these are not my nightmares,
what will those feel like?
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