Deep African Melancholily

Here comes the solicitor of the near end
when a pandemic causes pandemonium 
It is a rare fiend 

Apparently,  we overlooked the outcome 
More focused on self-actualization 
Those Little affairs are bunkum 

Yet we aren't turned on
By seen outrageous fatalities 
Someone once said its our favorite con

Wake up wake up
Our dreams are altered with no alternatives 
That altercation should be summed up
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Agustin Avatar
November 23, 2024 at 4:45 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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