Contrary To Chat …
That I’m An ANGRY Man... !!!

I’m More Relaxed...
Than A Laid Back Cat...
And That’s A FACT... !!!

But That’s NOT The Track...
That This Poem Maps... !!!!!!!!!

It’s About The Collapse...
of... Restrictions In Lands...
Where This Corona Has Left...
People Sad As Well As MAD... !!!
Because of Attacks...
Made Against Humans...
That Have Laid Them Flat... !!!

So YES Some Have Died...
And Some Have Cried...
Because of This Rise...
In... LOSS of Life... !!!

But Hey... “ IT’s OKAY “... ?!?
Is Now Being Claimed By Government Names...

Who CLEARLY Have... NO SHAME... !!!
When THEY Chose To BREAK Policies of The State...

To Which They Should Adhere...
That Made It... CLEAR...

That...

“NO Mistress Or Lover Who They Love Undercover...
Should Be Met At Night In These Corona Times... !!!”

TUT TUT TUT... Those In Governments...
Didn’t Even Observe Their Own Absurd Words... !?!

Like Those That Now Say
That Restrictions In Place...
Can Now Be... RELAXED... !!!

What’s Up With That... ?!?

Oh Right...
Because of New Phone Apps...
That Will Now... TRACK...
People Who’ve BEGGED...
As Well As Held Protests... !!!
To Relax Their Heads of The Level of Stress...
That’s Had An Effect On Financial Strength...

So Within A Few Weeks...
of.... PANDEMIC Scenes....
Restrictions Will EASE So That Certain Peeps...
Can Return To The Streets...
And Once Again Feed World Economies...
  
But Here’s The Thing...
That May Well STING...

Corona Mutates So May RISE AGAIN... !!!

Bringing More Pain...
And Days of Strain Being LOCKED AWAY... !!!

So Why Relax...
When Coronas Not Trapped …
With A Cure INTACT... ?!?

People Should Really...
THINK About THAT... !!!

Before Running Back To Work...
To Earn Themselves Cash...
Like... Well Trained Herds... !!!
of Slaves Whose Own Health...
Means... LESS THAN WEALTH... !?!

In Times Like THESE... !!?
People Should Really THINK...

...... CAREFULLY..... !!!!!

Before Following Trends...
Like... Twitter Fiends... !!!

This Corona Scene...
And Spread of Disease...

... Isn't Dead Just Yet... !!!

Do Folks...
Really Still Believe These GOVERNMENTS... ???
After All Their Talk About Fighting This WAR... !?!

That... Didn’t Last Long...
I Mean Really COME ON...

They’re Singing Dud Songs...
That Sound... ALL WRONG... !!!

From Its Very Inception...
This Form of Infection...
Doesn’t Seem To Be Dealing...
In... NATURAL SELECTION... !?!

And Government Measures...
Haven’t Eased The Pressure...
of Fears That Are Linked...
To This... Corona Thing...

So Are People THINKING... ???
Or Steadily... SINKING.......................

Into A State...
Where Their Mind States TRAPPED... ?!?
Into Thinking of Cash …
Instead of Government Plans...
That Have LACKED …
Any Form of Substantiated Fact... !!!

So The Question I Have...
Requires No... Math...
But Doesn’t Add Up...
Cos’ If This Disease Is Still On The Run...

Can Things Now Be...
So Quickly... HACKED...

And Now......

... “ Relaxed “... ?!?

At times like these step back
Ease into it with mind relaxed
We can only persist
Try to see your former self
Contest the things we could have done
Externalise internal thoughts
To talk alone
Old or young
Discuss the paths which were pursued
You and me are one and yet we've had so much fun
Today's the day as yesterday
Is gone

I sat in a green meadow,
Staring at everything pass and go;
I saw the deer run wild and free
And I wished that it could me;

I stared at the grass and how the green
Was a beautiful thing to be seen;
I counted the number of blades
And at the sheer number, I was amazed;

The trees stood tall, strong and still
And their shadows made the ground quite chill;
I sat in their shade and thought of what to write,
On that summer's evening that was so bright;

As I started to write, I felt much peace;
For now, I felt my happiness increase;
And I knew that I never wanted to leave
This dream that I had conceived;

I knew that soon I would have to wake
And be in a world of heartache;
Where the stress overwhelms me,
And where hope's embrace would never be;

But for now, I will sit and write
In the bright sun’s light;
And hearing the rush of a cold stream;
In this place that is, my perfect peaceful dream.

Out of time
No one minds
Anything
At all

Floating
Two crazy
Minds
And two
Whirring
Souls

Far away
But home
In your
Arms

Your touch
And comfort
Warm
Like
Home
In
Winter
Like snowflakes
On the windows
Painting.

Like the sound
Of rain in the summer.
Soft.
Cozy.
Refreshing.

Everlasting
Moment
With
No
Time.

Harmony
Is our
Song
I am sure
You heard it
Too.
This night.

you’ll never understand
the pure bliss that is
being loved by you

Smooth, strong, deep, therapeutic.
Hands playing on my skin like a virtuoso pianist.
Stroking, kneading, pressing.

With every stroke, his hands melt my stress.
Sooth my pains, physical and mental.
My anxiety fades. My mind rests.
Stroking, kneading, pressing.

His hands are sensual.
His eyes are closed, so his hands move on their own.
No distractions. Just natural. Instinctive.
Stroking, kneading, pressing.

I’m open and vulnerable, self conscious.
But his hands even sooth my flaws, and imperfections.
Press against places I keep covered.
Unflattering angles I would rather keep hidden,
But somehow his hands seem to find beauty even in that.
Stroking, kneading, pressing.

Dang....the hour is up.