Grandma Behind Glass




Stay home now, we cannot see you!
It's the new rage, this Virus-Mania.
You may as well exist in far away
Mauritania!

Sure, we understand you might die soon!
You're  up in years, headed for God and the moon.
But you must understand, we were told if we saw 
you, we might infect you and you may die.

So, you get no hugs, no kisses~nothing.
Just read or watch the paint peel on
your walls.
Now stop those pitiful,tearful waterfalls.

No, no there is no Church anymore.
Get it, Grandma? The Commandments are gone.
The governors have the keys to churches and 
have overthrown your old fashioned God.

*Masks and vaccines, oh yes, are what we truly adore.*

You old folks are just huge burdens to us.
We'd prefer getting high on sex parties or on 
That great party bus!
Your grandkids cannot with other children play,
Till we vaccinate their healthy bodies with poison, Ole!

You may as well, know the truth, Granny.
We plan to segregate you from the human family.
In fact, perhaps get rid of all over 65.
After all, what good are you?
Of little or no use to humanity.

                       
Oh, stop sniveling please!
You can see us on FaceTime, yes! 
To see, but not touch and so sorry!
No Last Rites or priests for you.
We only want the young in our Technological, 
Scientifically, safe, sound, human Zoo!


                       May 14, 2020
                          4pm PST
                      Poem# 1267
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Cunningham Avatar
May 15, 2020 at 2:43 AM
The older generation are seen as a burden, most now retired. Governments forget the sacrifices they have made for their countries. Tom
Romios Avatar
May 15, 2020 at 9:28 AM
Many are seen as a burden., indeed. They may be older~ indeed. But love and family are just the best. Since the WHO (creeps) announced that 19 will be here forever~ I guess nobody can see their grandparents anymore. Like an early grave while they are alive? What is family without them? Panagiota xxoo
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace