Paper World

The other night, fallen asleep
I dreamt of a paper world
With different kinds of paper people
And paper animals and paper birds

The sky a faint ink black
Origami birds flying back to their nests
And the slight breeze rustling paper leaves
This paper world was at it's best.

And there was my family, all sitting together
Watching TV, the Paper Back View
Laughing, enjoying, just having a good time
The moon lighting the world up, bright and new

But all was not as it appeared
In this world of paper times
There was still pollution and corruption
And people committing many a crime

And of course there was still paper money
Fueling these paper peoples greed
And even in this world of paper people
This paper money never met ever growing needs

Confetti cannons leading the way
In wars being fought for no reason
Burning holes through the paper armies
While the helpless paper people run

Smoke burning the paper atmosphere
Paper trees being shredded down
And pollution from paper factories and cars
Turning paper white buildings brown

All was not a fairytale written in this paper world
But these paper people had hope and belief
That someday they would write the fairytale ending
And could turn the page, and start over a new leaf