a
wall
of
death
names
scribbled
onto
old
decaying
wooden planks
of
history
those
souls
lost
in ignorance
believing
that
online propaganda
could
somehow
or
should
rebuke
science
so
they
joined hands
forming
a circle
around
their misconceptions
to
shield
those
within
but
those
within
all
died
but
the protectors
cheered on
by
the patrons
of
greed
and
power
couldn’t see
the
obvious
for
they
were
looking
outward
facing
the blinding
light
of
truth
unable
to
see
the carnage
of
their
blind beliefs
bodies
piled
high
into
eternity
are they still counting yes i thought they’d be done by now they’re not weren’t they supposed to be done yes so what’s taking so long people keep on denying and defying common sense so they keep on dying from the virus
gather up the clouds so we may darken the sky another soul’s died no one ever known to you just another nameless face but i implore you to offer a simple prayer that those loved can heal
they’re taking my sister’s ashes to the beach she always enjoyed guess it beats being stuck inside icu with all those damn tubes but somehow it’s hard to be consoled there’s three of us left the oldest and the youngest and me in the middle the three of us are feeling well for our age but somehow it’s hard to be consoled we finally got some decent rain and things are greening up this was the year she planned to visit getting away from her city apartment wanting to see the famed california lifestyle she would have enjoyed it here all of the glitter and such but somehow it’s hard to be consoled hospital did all that they could and in fact she had shown some real progress but couldn’t breath on her own the new president says he’s really going to address the pandemic not like the last guy but somehow it’s hard to be consoled did i mention they’re taking my sister’s ashes to the beach she always enjoyed
