The Tale Of The Twain Vision

The Tale Of The Twain Vision

Written by Viano Dee

This is the tale of a twain vision
A twain vision so unclear
But it is solely your decision
To crack the codes that appear

Once upon a time, a vision was told. It was the one with twain numbers. This vision offered many promises that seemed bright and fair only to shock mankind with gloom and despair. It seemed clear at first but then it began to show some blurry lines.

“Why are those lines there?” Some asked. “Aren’t they supposed to be clear as well?” They persisted.  But these people were fiercely fought by keypad warriors and vocal gladiators who thought it unwise to question those lines.

Somehow, the smell of a rat — actually, two or more– filled the air. The stink was unbearable and some people began to complain. Not only did they complain but they did so with proof because they found traces of rat poop everywhere. They made their findings known to both the landlord and tenants. (The tenants consisted of people from all walks of life).

But the landlord called them rumour mongers and some tenants sided with him. He said there were no rats because the cats had eaten them all up — therefore they were extinct — they didn’t exist. Many tenants believed that the landlord was to be trusted no matter what and so they held on to his every word.

Meanwhile, those who had doubts and voiced them out were either kicked out or locked indoors. Then the landlords emphasized the need for all to get contact lenses because of the rate at which many had gone blind as a result of the blurry lines in such a short period of time. They said the opticians were already working on it. However, creating the contact lenses was going to take time as this type would be able to eradicate blindness.

But guess what? It turns out that some of the opticians realized that glasses were a better option. The glasses had no direct contact with the eyes and they helped many patients with eye problems see clearly. Unfortunately, they were tagged liars and their licenses seized not only that, but glasses were banned.

As this was going on, the economy was crashing. Many small businesses were laid to rest, big companies really downsized while large companies thrived. There was an explosion and there were wars — wars of colours, tribes, gender, and religion but while all these were happening, the landlord was getting the spoils and the tenants were suffering.

This is the tale of the twain vision– quite different from the one foreseen– and so far, it is not a good tale. Will it ever get better? Perhaps, time will tell.

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Viano Dee

Non-niche blogger. Poet. Songwriter. A hardcore romantic. Her write-ups could take any form: poetry, articles, and even songs in ways that'll inspire you, resonate with you, or tell a story while keeping you both informed and entertained.