Tales from Freedom Lost :: Fictioness Life

Life has to offer?
Not much, not in this one,
I'm afraid.

Dead Poets and Presidents.
Terrible lovers and their horrible personalities.

How unjustful and a gamble life can be.
The stakes have their odds.

Life is like a child,
Struggling to grow, yet pretty in bloom
Hoping for prosperity.
How soil turns sour
And drought prevails.

Fiction, how we long for fiction