I keep having this fantasy that one day I’ll wake up and everything will be back to normal.
That we will elect a normal, rational, sane, and ethical president.
That the pandemic will be over and we can eschew wearing protective masks and maintaining social distancing.
That we can return to and accentuate living together in peace and harmony, regardless of race, gender identity, religion, or national origin…or even political ideology.
That we can put aside petty jealousy and bring out the best in one another.
Who am I kidding? I might as well be fantasizing about rainbows and unicorns.
Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (fantasy), Word of the Day Challenge (elect), Your Daily Word Prompt (eschew), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (accentuate), and The Daily Spur (jealousy).
There are really rainbows. I think the unicorns are gone, however.
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When there is a third (or more) option for voters, when the air is clear, when all people are treated equally with the same access to health and social structures …
Yeah, sorry, you’re better off dreaming of unicorns and clean seas.
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I like your dream world.
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I know. I’ve been having a lot of anxiety over the election and people’s behavior in general 😢
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Tell me about it. I’m really worried about what’s going to happen on (and after) November 3rd.
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keep dreamin’ pal
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Yeah, I know.
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I so badly want us to start treating each other respectfully, no matter our differences. I miss that terribly. It can’t happen – till bigger change happens, sadly. Hoping that change will come soon!
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I wouldn’t give up hope.
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It’s too late for that.
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😔
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Fandango…speaking frankly as someone who didn’t vote for the current uk government and saw their enabler lauded by your current president…quick question….what colour do you want your unicorn ?
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I want my unicorn to be blue and for the rainbow to be blue and for the wave of votes to be blue. In case you don’t already know this, in U.S. politics blue is the color of the Democratic Party and red is the color of the Republican Party.
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I think it sounds peachy keen… maybe dreams can come true!
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When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain,
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain,
In the shadow of the forest, though she may be old and worn,
They will stare, unbelieving, at the last unicorn…
When the first breath of winter through the flowers is icing,
And you look to the north, and a pale moon is rising,
And it seems like all is dying, and would leave the world to mourn,
In the distance, hear the laughter of the last unicorn!
I’m Alive!
I’m Alive!
When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning,
And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning,
Then look into the stars, where through the clouds a path is torn,
Look and see her, how she sparkles, it’s the last unicorn!
I’m Alive!
I’m Alive!
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Thanks for sharing your poem. I really liked reading about the last unicorn.
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