“It’s not death we fear but that things won’t be the same.” — Joan Colby
While sheltering in place, we tell ourselves
this is Mother Nature’s time out,
house arrest for a population
oblivious to what plastic,
do to our bodies and planet earth.
Contagion and death counts escalate.
Self-serving politicians on both sides of the aisle
manipulate the stock market,
crash the economy to make a killing,
deny medical supplies, earmark billions
for a corporate slush fund.
Abandoned on the battlefield,
we’ve been told to trust optimistic misinformation,
Lord of the Flies guidelines to saving ourselves.
Dark memes provide gallows humor.
A skeletal horseman gallops toward apocalypse,
unopened packs of toilet paper under both bony arms.
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