Dream #34

We where promised flying cars and hoverboards.

Instead we got wars and waterboards.

We where promised a cure for the flu.

Instead we got Coronavirus part two.

Such dreams of an interconnected world of peace.

However our deeds have done quite the opposite of peace.

Our dreams where built upon the advancement of tech.

Instead they are dead, snapped at the neck.

How many more lies must we endure?

And is there anything left that is pure?

Today, today, here comes the day.

Where all the promises are grey and nay.

(End of dream)