John Rockk-Fiordelisi Poet Verse

Life In the Time of Corona

I wonder how it will spin?
When they tell of that spring. 
Eyes will meet with a nod and a wink
In keeping their lies in sync. 

Grandkids will tweet 
About the time in the street
When no one came out
Neither whisper nor shout

I  wonder how would it spin
If enough of us knew
The political poison
They feed us by spoon. 

 Six feet apart in
A line to the booth
The people, enslaved,
Memorized the truth.
Some ran saying change the guard..
But now..

I wonder how it will spin
If the facts are ever sewn in?
Of how they avoided a war
By diverting our thought
With a global pandemic
That kept those in power
Feeding scraps from their table
In the shape of  a dollar. 

Six feet apart in
A line to the booth
The people, enslaved,
Memorized the truth.
Some ran saying change the guard..
But now..

I wonder how it will spin?
When they tell of that spring. 
Eyes will meet with a nod and a wink
In keeping their lies in sync. 

Grandkids will tweet 
About the time in the street
When no one came out
Neither whisper nor shout

Clockwise for sure 
For time must march on
And the thoughts of the disillusioned
Are censured, then gone.

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