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 Mar 2020
Appoline Romanens
Abort mission, reboot, we’ve lost control
Where are the procedures, refresh the protocol!
It seems like this civilization has been deemed unstable
Question is, are we really competent and able
To protect our planet and all that we hold dear
No, we ain’t, unless, under duress, we fear.

This coronavirus was like a bull in a china shop
We were concerned about constantly being over the top
Performance, marketing, scales, and stakeholders
It seems we need to revise the strategy, dear readers.

So what now? Are we going to slow down and ponder?
On what we have to give up and offer to manage humanity
Or keep on being obtuse, dollar-oriented and benighted?
Decide to see inside ourselves and stand united?

‘Cause, guess what? When life as we know it will end
It isn’t the green note that you desperately clutch in your hand
That will save you from illnesses, grief, and sadness
Thus: We have to seek the pursuit of happiness
Which will always prevail, keep on smiling to the new day
All this frenzy will appease itself and soon be at bay…

Nancy, March, 30, 2020. Written from 12:03pm to 12:40pm
 Mar 2020
Traveler
Quiet in solitude
Our boundaries
Are set
The news of the day
More cases, more deaths
We  rise our arms to the sky
Joining the cry what's next!

Grocery stores germs
Symptom showing
Exposure  regrets
Wall Street enjoying
Their own socialism
Politician need
To be put in prison

A cure not available
The antidote lost in trust
Tick-Tock ******
Thermometer!  
    The world is in a rush
Baby wipes undegradable
As society takes a flush!

The muses have turn cynical
Sarcasm breaks our vine
But to keep us safe
They'll attempt
To  divinely reassign
Traveler Tim
Look to the flowers
Look to the trees
Look to the green pasture
See the beauty reflected in your eyes
 Mar 2020
Hadrian Veska
Sing to me
A sweet song of grace
A melody of youth
From a calmer place

A sweeping orchestra
Or whispering voice
Whatever you wish
I’ll leave you the choice

Just sing to me now
For a time and times still
That I might rise up
My duty to fulfill
 Mar 2020
Racheal Rodriguez
Corona Virus
Only affects the elderly people
And infant
Who has a low aume system
The news are not exactly
Telling the whole truth
Military Soldiers
Has more information
Than the T.V.
 Mar 2020
Edmund black
The poet
My mind
My insanity
My cups
My plates
My lamps
My papers
My hats
My shower
My foods
My news
My president
My eyes
My hands
My ways
My bed
My compassion
My sexiness
My health
My infidelity
My faithfulness
My dreams
My goals
My failures
My risen
My misunderstanding
My intellect
My understanding
My stubbornness
My pets
My neighbors
My environment
My toxic energy
My ideals
My shoes
My streets
My chair
My mirror
My job
My heart
My money
My poverty
My clothes
My mother
My father
My sister
My brother
My friends
My car
The sky
The clouds
The ocean
The birds
This movie
This song
This talk
The trees
The rain
The plane
This place
This pain
This nonsense
This heartbreak
This cancer
This earth
This man
This woman
This stranger
This stove
My story
My wife
My husband
My lovers
My words
My books
My failure
My selfishness
My goodwill
My selflessness
My smile
My laughter
My swags
My story
This poem
This poet
This plane
This automobile
This gun
This knife
This world
Much etc
I wish my mind
Would accept that
One of them is going to be
The death of me.
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