Orwell's Vision of a Revisionist Society
Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 13 years.
An inherently overactive dreamer with ideas for days
Mind always on the move creatively no matter what time
A notepad close at hand for when ideas start to flow
Through the mental faucet when things get uncontrollable
An imagination that often gets them into trouble
Timing was never a strong suit of theirs
Always too early or too late when they want to misbehave
Lectured by family for having head buried very deep
Inside a large batch of Cumulus clouds
Amongst Nature's profoundly puffy cotton balls
Searching for the meaning of life and happiness
Finding the sustenance of being alive for more
Than just a collecting a meaningless paycheck
Just to scrape off the top of the endless financial hole
Nowhere near the dreams of success or satisfaction
Stories and invention idea piling up in notebooks and journals
Pressured into leaving a legacy of more than words and sarcasm
Tired of being a modern version of George Orwell's Winston Smith
Pretending to love "Big Brother" while looking for the truth behind the lies
An office drone blindly filing away pointless facts and figures
That won't amount to anything except Carpal Tunnel Syndrome
1984 had it right in a way that life was simply a matter of perception
A loss could be transformed into total victory with the stroke of a keyboard
Reality bites harder than the bulldog getting the mailman's pant leg again
Sometimes even a flesh and blood Winston Smith needs some hope
More to do than simply swiping a time card at the start and end of a day
Bored of being a worker bee robot going through the corporate motions
Without any instant gratification or appreciation whatsoever
Not even a routine tune-up in the workplace racing pit to smooth things over
No rotation of the metaphorical tires or an oil change to speak of
It's time for a vacation on a tropical island where no one knows your name
Just fruity drinks and people rubbing suntan lotion on you
No alarm clocks shouting for an early rising before dawn
Getting up at the crack of noon just to lounge by the pool all afternoon
Escaping the daily mores of being a responsible working adult for a time
Eager to rest, relax and create a paradise where responsibility vanishes
Even if it's just for a few hours
A temporary respite better than none at all.