Some people are writers
some are speakers or preachers.

Some try to do both
but one side of them always presses forward
as if to say,
This is who I really am
This is my natural gift.

Just write
Express your thoughts
On backs of napkins if required to
Sand at beaches
Dust
Snow
Mud
Any surface will do!

Pestilence be a cloak on great change
be in it not under it
wear it as a robe
invisible in a child's eye

A flippant  gentry throw seed to a hapless few
a stow a way  slides air to its ravens quest
jest in its common mews
seared to its bust of imperial view

faces in chains of steel rapport  
step birthed to its shackled hand
announcing to its ship a shore
in certain of its reprimand

be bludgeoned ye of staff and stump
its weep be not on any
a cloak besotted to its lump
its wish unborn be many

The real spine of this country
exists between the lines
where
battered backs
carry
the words of few men.
The weight on their bodies
keeps the truth
from falling off the page.

As ink is left to fall,
Another paper
Is left to stain.

As my veins
Decide the path
Of my blood,
The ink in my pen
Decides the stain
Upon this paper.

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Intro
Did u hear that?
Oh no!
Oh ah ah ah ah!
Oh ah ah ah ah!
Oh Oh!
Oh Oh!
Oh Oh!

Verse 1
Drowning deep in their stupidity
Blinded, your servants they heed
(Will they give n2 u?)
There's nothing left of their human side
They're slowly changing their minds
(Will they give n2 u?)
Reflecting on all their mistakes
When there's nothing they can do!
Suddenly it all changes!
Owww!
It's the point of no return
U've awaken the monster in us!

Chorus
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
Wash your hands with soap, and hot water for 3 mins.
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
U brainless get up, scrub up do not come down with the Co-vid
U mindless get up, scrub up do not come down with the Co-vid
Co-vid is the curse that has been given to us

Verse 2
I can see it in u, the sickness inside u
Don't try to deny what u know
(Will u give in to sin?)
Its all fake, the good has died in u
And is decomposing now
(Will u give in to sin?)
It seems some r having problems
In believing the media
Living w/ their new lives (oh no)
The world is a quiet place
Now that we r all prisoners locked up inside

Chorus
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
Wash your hands with soap, and hot water for 3 mins.
Scrub up, do not come down with the Co-vid
U brainless get up, scrub up do not come down with the Co-vid
U mindless get up, scrub up do not come down with the Co-vid
Co-vid is the curse that has been given to us

Post chorus
And n nightmares!
And n nightmares!
And n nightmares!
And n nightmares!

Bridge
We promise we won't do it again
Won't do it again
We all will be good
We all will be good, we promise
Not one more day!

© From A Poet's ♥️
4/22/20