To Sleep Perchance to Dream by Eve Nortley

 

It is 1980 I sleep beneath Debbie Harry

And have red hot dreams

On cold Black nights

Because dreaming is free.

 

Each night my pre sleep thoughts are full

Mushroom clouds and trident missiles

And the futility of war..and I dream

Because dreaming is free.

 

I read the diary of Anne Frank's

Turning pages in studied silence under flanalette sheets

I am an observer of the evils of man and I dream

Because dreaming is free.

 

It is 2020 my daughter sleeps beneath Che

Guevara

Thinks of refugees drowning and the bombing of Syrian children

She worries about taxation

And wonders if dreaming is free.

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