But first, let's dance,
Happy this is all over,
Given another chance,
To sort out life's matter;

But haven't we endured,
Enough, to let hair down?
For weeks we've been bored,
It's time to hit the town!

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
Many relationships,
Would have been put asunder.

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
Two would have gone in,
And come out, three or more, altogether.

I wear something larger,
As I have acquired a frame, bigger,
The years have added their toll,
But I am on a positive roll;

Everything that my closed eyes have dreamt,
With open reality I have learnt,
That life will give as much as it takes,
No regretting free opportunities and one-night forsakes;

In four decades a lot have transpired,
My father has for four years expired,
Dear mother suffered a grieving stroke,
And many times I have been badly broke;

I found a wife, woman of my rib,
And twice, we have filled our crib,
A boisterous girl, now three,
And a charming boy, four months lovely to see;

So I have considered my days,
And reflected on my ways,
To the owner of my soul, many thanks,
For many never swarm this banks;

As the other half looms large,
Setting off on a greying, more introspectful barge,
I pray the seas be milder, blessed kinder,
Offering fresher courses toward the unknown border.

A Master of many things,
And Jack of most,
A handyman's man,
And envy of all;

By the time,
I was old enough,
Our laundry days were classes,
He taught the lesson of independence.

She has become a shining star,
Now among the Cherubim,
And her wings, never far,
Rejoicing, always, with the Seraphim.

SOMETHIN' GOTTA GIVE!
WE OR THEM,
ONE MUST DIE FOR THE OTHER TO LIVE!
**** THE SYSTEM.

Come now, to light,
That a bird in flight,
Caught in a messy fight,
Fell out the sky, the other night;

Mothers, fathers, and uncles,
Daughters, sons, and aunties,
Shared loving goodbyes, sweet hugs,
To meet again over warm mugs;

But alas! With one shot!
Everything came to pieces!
Breaking the hearts of hundreds, lot!
Last moments, unimaginable,
Human error?

When  I hear you speak,
While looking at your face,
Difficult to reconcile,
This devil and the holy grail.

Glory to the most high!
For our mist is gone!
Once, we had fogged up sky!
But now a crystal tone!

Many thanks to lockdown,
Who knew... who knew...,
Took a ride downtown,
'Twas as good as new;

The earth breathes again,
Celestial messages coming through,
Unhindered by polluted refrain,
Everywhere the skies are blue, true;

Sadly, man won't continue this way,
For as soon as this enemy is defeated,
Renewed rat race takes over the day,
And the dark night continues unlimited.

Young men across the country,
Are gradually sliding into endangerment,
Commonplace to see criminals in uniform,
Misuse the apparatuses of State;

Against these young fellas,
Already frustrated by a system,
Currently designed to cut them down in their prime,
With no questions asked.

Full of energy,
Bursting at every pore,
No, not one moment of lethargy,
Sunny bright at the very core.

I was born in a leap year,
I mean, that's not a bad thing,
Could have been worse, my dear,
Like a venomous wasp sting;

But as I've come into being,
February twenty-nines marked fear,
Come to expect some terrible happening,
Something to scratch the world's ear;

The calamities following leap years,
Are far more bizarre, horribly so,
For there's a multiplying of tears,
Reaping four times the evils we sow;

I lost my dear father in a leap year,
Failed high school and had to repeat,
My own mentor drowned my hopes beyond repair,
And my beloved girlfriend broke my heart in a beat;

Suddenly, from the far East,
And spreading through the West,
Rises a deadly and unseen beast,
Eating up the elderly and infecting the rest;

It's a few months in,
Tragedies recorded are alarming,
The future is amply frightening,
Yet 'tis mere introduction to horrors we have seen.

Wake,
Eat,
Love,
****.

Drawing a straight line,
From the affluent,
To those struggling to pay rent,
All stuck in, wine or no wine;

The neglected places,
Have become cherished spaces,
Will now be adorned with rich laces,
For our guests with chubby faces.

One, warning,
Two, I meant it,
Three, I'll do it!
Tap! Gone!

Let's take some time to reflect on the ones we have lost in the outgone year(s),
For we'll never see them, again,
To morn them, deeply and without refrain,
For this much we owe them, and rivers of flowing tears;

But, then again, life is a turning wheel,
That continuously, must, keep on moving,
However we may presently feel,
The hustle, must indeed, keep on going;

And as we take on another 365,
Men, take a closer look at yourselves,
Everything depends on you being alive,
So, pick up your health cards from those dusty shelves;

Make it a duty to oil your hinges, men,
Run, cycle, and liven up your waists,
Drink water, eat healthy, but not past ten,
Once in while, lift 'em solid weights;

So, when all is said and done,
Brother, you've one life to live,
Don't wear out your bone,
Ev'r before it's your time to leave.

Really? Without finances?
Who told you?
Even with all the finances,
Much hatred comes through.

Who do you think you are,
A shooting star?!
What are you doing here,
Lice in my hair?!

Never thought in several lifetimes,
That my heart would lose guard,
And someone with melodious chimes,
Would play this winning card.

Going to be forty in weeks,
Still have no clue,
Mother thinks my hair's due,
But not falling for her old tricks;

Midlife crisis is at hand,
Job security tops the list,
Should I join a local band,
Or a ******* at the very least?

A son and a daughter,
Then we close shop,
Both are not a bother,
Unless there's a naughty drop;

Recently rounded up oldies,
1408, Shutter Island and Resident Evil,
Alone, without any cronies,
I'll just try to be civil.

Shameless lectern robbers,
Pulpit thieves!
They have no qualms,
Duping the simple of GOD;

In a time of fear and great confusion,
They devise means of wanton avarice,
Taking from the poor and needy,
Unto themselves, ****** gluttons!

Corona, here's an assignment for you,
Pay them a quick visit,
Yes, the ones that see it all,
Now, let's see, if they SEE you coming!

One by two, and tens, by the hundreds,
Humans coming down with it,
And before long, there are thousands,
Many dead, and more dying;

****** countries are deflowered,
By the infected from abroad,
Showing no signs at the ports,
Only to manifest a few days after;

But why allow them in?
Coming from tainted lands,
They should remain in situ,
If they cared, any, about their countrymen.

By the time,
This lockdown is over,
Singular overwhelming revelation,
There are coconut heads in power!

Here I am, still a nobody,
Untill I found somebody,
She allowed me on her body,
And makes me the envy of everybody.

Oh, what time to be alive!
To see, to see! The wicked stumble!
The untouchables believed they'd survive,
In the secret place of their bubble;

Now the story is about them,
Premium the access to the world,
Going thither or whither the globe's stem,
Even where they're not called;

While the poor are behind curtains,
Unsure, restless, hoping against uncertainty,
In the darkness, praying against unseen restraints,
Bound by a shared impoverished humanity;

The authorities of heaven,
Have laid the tables even,
Gifted our oppressors a mighty burden,
Occupied from dawn and beyond eleven.

Mamma mia! We're dying!
All around us people getting infected,
The entire country must stay in,
Until the pandemic loses its head;

Children are terrified,
Mothers and fathers in quarantine,
Government, surely they've not lied,
That we all risk arrest and a fine;

But we can't, all, be the worst sinners,
What has the heavens against us?
All over the world there are better revellers,
If we transgressed, surely against milder laws;

This is no joke,
The holiest city, too!
Is this the final stroke?
Sudden judgment, the eternal coup?!

Panic creeps upon the world,
President's; their wives, footballers and Prime Ministers,
Large social areas have been walled,
Race is on to produce oceans of hand sanitisers.

Hiding! Right before our very eyes,
Shining bright, dressed in a thousand lies,
The very one that drew tears from us,
Had ridden off on the midnight bus.

I welcome failure,
Like I bid a departure,
It's always not intriguing,
Until success comes begging.

This right here,
Is one piece of shocking news,
That a promising young man,
Has sailed on beyond the living;

Lying on my hands,
The uselessness of it all,
Planting in the fall,
Reaping from flooded lands.

Today, all came to a final,
And each part was total,
You gave up everything,
And amounted to nothing.

Come, break my heart,
I have no use for it,
Set my walls apart,
Here, come have a seat;

You can shoot me in the back,
Take your best shot,
My life is a huge hack,
Job, poorly written plot;

So, here I am, vulnerable,
The best chance you ever get,
No, I am undesirable,
Do me quick, and then forget.

Let the people declare the end of times,
But haven't you had enough?
When will you turn to face the oppressor?
Even with your backs against the wall;

Reality crept upon the wicked,
The ones that gloried in foolishness,
They hid the commonwealth for themselves,
Yet see how useless their hoard has become;

As the crown of thorns rips through them,
Man, woman, old and young,
They struggle, now, like their oppressed many,
In fear of dying, the cowardly false gods;

But the people are silent,
Cowed by years of servitude,
Everyone afraid of something,
Keyboard warriors in solitude;

This chance to press reset,
Take back your stolen destiny,
You see their weakened resolved,
Now, is the time, to rise as one!

In what seems like a movie,
Art transforming into life,
The world can't take a selfie,
Thick fear can be cut by a knife.

Today, all came to a final,
And each part was total,
You gave up everything,
To amount to nothing.

If there be,
Then all would find,
Peace at the end,
But have we?

Big, hairy, scary thing,
Taking up all the good space,
Foul breath, stinky attitude,
Stomping around like King Kong;

My fears were with me,
They lived within my recesses,
Constantly, each one reminded me,
Daily, of my caged excesses;

But you don't come at my heart,
Breaking down all my defenses,
You never wanted love from the start,
All you brought were mere pretenses.

You bother me; yes, you do,
The energy you bring, too,
And who said you're welcome?
Everything, to us, but not awesome.

The lizard swam against the tide,
No tail, no rudder,
Called out to the frog, shame on pride,
Better handicapped then dead!