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1984 by @naturally_sharde Collins
 

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  • The dystopian universe is here,
    Big Brother rules over our lives.
    The police are who we fear,
    it is time we must hide our knives.

    It is not yet time to rebel,
    you must save these sensations.
    One day we will prevail,
    and create a whole new nation.

    Big Brother is always watching us,
    making sure we are not a threat.
    But we won't make any foolish moves,
    or anything we will later regret.

    We will not hide and cower forever,
    soon enough we will be done.
    And during this risky and treacherous endeavor,
    united we will become.

    This is what every rebel has wished,
    but they know it won't come true.
    They know we can't defeat the rich,
    for we have so very few.

    Big Brother is staring us down,
    with firey eyes of red.
    And he knows that if we take his crown,
    then we will soon be dead.

    His emptiness envelopes you,
    he can see you through the tele screens.
    The unbearable force surrounds you,
    and you know he isn't very serene.

    He brainwashes our childen,
    and infects our youth.
    They're Big Brother's spies.
    They tell all of our lies.

    Thought crime is what we commit,
    and when we are convicted.
    All we can do is sit,
    and we are tortured by his henchmen.

    We succomb to all his power,
    and on the ground we lie.
    The look on his empty face is sour,
    that is how we now we have died.
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