An Orwellian Ode

I’m taking a bit of a break from the internet. So to tide me (you?) over, here’s a Goodreads review that I tried to have some fun with.

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In school we were all taught that this book was darn swell.

So I made time to visit the world of Orwell.

If there’s a book you can both respect and abhor,

Then thanks to doublespeak, it’s 1984.

Winston is no hero; he’s a protagonist.

And if you do not know why, here is a brief list.

The women in his life? He’s planned to rape and kill.

Right there he does not fit the “Mr. Right” bill.

He regrets not pushing his wife off a cliff.

It is more a question of when he’ll snap than if.

Betrayal and lack of hope are how he gets by?

Why should I care if Winston just happens to die?

I have to admit that the world-building is great.

Very well thought-out; the back story is first rate.

Perhaps the aspect that should make us most upset;

The book’s tale rings truer thanks to the internet.

Yes, Orwell’s suggestions are keen and prescient.

The world there is no good, I get what he meant. 

We see what happens when we rewrite history;

Humanity and love are the cures for misery.

Hence, I declare this book is both ungood and good.

Be wary of Big Brother.  Treat folks as you should.

Know that acts of kindness have a lasting impact.

Use your judgment when someone “represents” a fact.

I would suggest that you not read this when I did.

Hold off on this dark book until after Covid.

I quickly deleted this tale from my eBook.

I do not want to give this world a second look.