the real virus is ignorance
and you choose not to wear your mask
infecting those around you with selfishness and cocky insecurities
the rising stench of death
is the aroma of entitlement
and lack of respect for humanity
that you parade around like a tattoo
the weak signing their own death sentences
being forced to prepare goodbyes
without the chance
to have a say
you aren't god karen
Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 7:39 PM UTC
the real virus is ignorance
and you choose not to wear your mask
infecting those around you with selfishness and cocky insecurities
the rising stench of death
is the aroma of entitlement
and lack of respect for humanity
that you parade around like a tattoo
the weak signing their own death sentences
being forced to prepare goodbyes
without the chance
to have a say
you aren't god karen
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