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              A CALL TO LIVE


Hands joined, strolling on quiet, lamplit, peaceful streets.
We, were so joyful from our heads to the bottoms our feet.

Life was sweet, soft and loving back then.
Will we ever be so blessed and free, to do that again, when?

I cried, oh, I didn't want to tell you today!
Just watching a simple movie of people having a bar-b-que and at play.

The tears became torrents when I saw them hugging each 
other.
Now forbidden, we, to hug and love one another?

It got only worse when I saw could see real teeth and mouths.
I stood up,"I want that again for ourselves" ...oh, I did shout!

Like a fool, I wanted to crawl into that ambient, flickering screen!
I stared at the mask on the wall and yes, started to scream!

Our beautiful children are losing their childhoods, too.
No friends, no playgrounds, living as animals in a technological zoo.

We cannot live like this, even churches are locked!
Our governors with a political power grid, have in truth,all priests, 
defrocked.

It's time to grow up, and get out, love and give.
Take all countries back, and for heaven's sake..once again live.

Grandparents, frail and living alone with no hugs from grandchildren?
Remember, please do, your parents, their time maybe not
today... but when?

Recall governors, get busy with
those acting worse than slave holders.
They have stolen your freedoms with a Trojan Horse called a virus.
Do what you must, this is a clarion call to be far bolder with God's 
Blessings and trust!




August 14, 2020
2:45am PST

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