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Mar 2020
Toilet paper
Toilet paper
My kingdom for toilet paper
People around here are treating toilet paper as if it were gold
You would think people couldn’t function without it
Like suddenly they would forgot how to speak
Or eat
Or ****

This virus has got people scared
Me
I’m so much scared
I’m just well aware of my ignorance
I have no idea what is going to happen
But I don’t think there is going to be Armageddon
Many people around here do

Food aisles are bare
Paper products all gone
Water
Frozen foods
Canned foods
Chips
Gone like they never were
Leaving behind an empty feeling of anticipation
Ominous and looming

There isn’t a bullet to spare in the whole **** city
Every place is sold out
Walmart
Dickeys
All the guns shops
All those **** right wing crazies
Who god and guns make are great combination
They’re scared the most
In makes sense though
Once you’re conditioned to fear
It’s easy to swap one fear for another

There is that little voice in me that says
They may be right
It might be Armageddon
But then I think that’s *******
Why be afraid?
That’s too debilitating
Rather
Be aware
Be fit and strong
Be ready at all times
I can’t control what might happen
But I can control me
What I do

I am aware that my family needs to eat
So we need food
We have food
My gun is loaded with plenty of ammo
Now, I’m no gun nut
I’m just sensible
I bought the **** thing last year
On credit
My wife was ******

Along with the gun I also purchased 500 rounds of ammo
So I’m good in that department
I don’t have to worry about some starving homeless guy busting down the front door
Raiding the bathroom first
Using my toilet paper to wipe his *** for the first time in a week
It could happen

I just hope I don’t get it
I’ve smoked a little **** these last few weeks
Lungs could be compromised
I’m not thinking so much for myself
It’s for my children
My wife would get over it
But my kids
It would hit them hard
My death would create an everlasting experience
Felt at all times
During every part of their entire life
They would be defined by it
So, lets not die just yet
For their sake
Written by
Jack Bronson  40/M/California
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