Encapsulated in a world of duty and obligation
I see no room for fantasy or imagination
no wind of September
can ever dismember
the longing I feel for illusion, fantasy and excitation

Only the stars of heaven can throw me a rope
at night when I sleep, its the only time I cope    
the moon  
is my woon  
up there in the sky its the only thing that floats like hope.

September 23, 2021

Power...  
the power of health bureaucrats  
has never been more
greatly exercised
since the advent of the
pandemic in our
daily lives

Control...
governments have taken
full control
by which they can stop
us from freely partaking
in an outside stroll

Greed...
big phrama being granted
exclusive rights
to sell millions of jabs
world wide  
thereby excluding other
forms of treatment

oh yes
power control and greed
in these recent times
have become
the cardinal creed

God is tripping on acid
    as my wine spills over
    my **** everywhere and
    I was silenced angry as
    my wife shushed quiet
    as I stumbled to bed.