I'll see you again
whenever lockdown is through again.

they could have been the words of an old song
but they're not
because we're broken and worn out and
bravery was torn out from us
the
rule books are being burnt

it's Sunday and what have we learnt from this?

People are drowning in global warming
and
we're being frozen out of the conversation
by the corporation.

the year to come
fear for some
which is probably
for the best,

know your enemy
but love society
give freely

most things are a Trojan Horse
but sometimes one needs wood
for the fire.

and it's too late to pray
we're in the Novel-zone
it's coming and they're coming
to take us all away