Maleficent Condescension: One Dream Rung Down I

Contagious dreams,

     Used to find me, Making me believe I could be any whimsical dull greedy jester or important hero against the apocalypse that my heart's fantasy wanted to be, But then I realized our freedom isn't free, It's a disguise for G-d's ongoing depravity, Everyone will realize when they see... The recycled short lives of children who've never seen a mirror to acknowledge their humanity, Living bad news the world over abundantly. 

In lieu of our participation in,
Forgetting the demons we face(d)