The strangeness of things, How odd that everything’s disconnected Separation anxiety How strange these days viral, pandemic, How unreal The behavior of some So-called honor of some badge and gun…
Since from when this illusion began, From out the mouths of men —first: The falsities, misinformation, Fraudulent fictions frenzied untruths From out the mouth—Flew, Flung out into the Blue, into /our intersecting lives
The Lies ricochet as chaos does Darkened ripple effects, from Bad to bed then Worse of all —it felt good Being on fire, how’s it suppose to feel For the liars? Too many prisons, no one would do good,
How odd these peoples, surrounding us, Breathing heavily, —cough sneeze hiccup’d All still strangers really, if only…
The darkness hides inside so well One can’t tell when ******* Lies or infection hits How strange this hell, devoid Of fans No one cares to give a ****. What the Hells man?!