Coronavirus Kerfuffle - Bellicose Smile
Bellicose Smile
Ghost wandered living lonely,
on the screaming silence street,
rubbish rattles wind blown west,
where last week walked our feet,
A dog barks in the distant haze,
spring leaps wildly on,
upon our green the grass grows,
mowers for now are gone,
A billion eyes behind their glass,
listening to the birds,
the talk of folk within four walls,
speak no outside words,
Where wild and free we yesterday,
would to our river run,
now we see the light through pane,
unfeeling of our sun,
The Kite sings piercing eerie notes,
oblivious to our plight,
while we wage invisible war,
every breathing soul to fight,
Media madness fueled the fire,
money fanned the flame,
panic pierced our human world,
leaving us all lame,
Supermarket hollow husk,
doctor with no sleep,
those who can ply trades from home,
newspapers raping reap,
Fear their filthy currency,
fickle, fecund, vile,
will when this is over,
see our bellicose smile,
The Duke’s princess mother passed,
a thousand like her since,
when people hear the word news now,
you see them flinching wince,
A byword for belligerence,
a byway for the hack,
who thinks a pen’s primary use,
is stabbing in the back,
Money for your misery,
a penny for your pain,
and they’ll sell it back to you,
read on your Bat Flu plane,
You suckle on world violence,
grow fat on massacre tears,
see our bellicose smile now,
a mirror of your fears,
Make no mistake we see you,
make no mistake we’ll come,
how will you feel in the colosseum,
when those silent voices shout only...scum.
By
David Nickle Read
©D.N.Read 2020
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Copyright © David Nickle Read | Year Posted 2020
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