Still Counting

And when it ends suddenly, unexpectedly, You start to count. First on the days, then the hours - then Just counting until 100 Then Beginning again. The dead find their faces The living count faces Then most forget Unless the face has your DNA in it, But you remember the body bags Being moved around in the night, The nurses crying, The lies being spread, The excuses, The obfuscation, The blundering incompetence Of bureaucracy and officialdom. The elderly kept in deathcamps that used to be nursing homes. The grinning mayors And governors. It’s going away now. Less and less each day. It’s going away now It’s going to a place Where the living cannot find it It’s going away now. And suddenly you are very angry About the stupid shut-ins and the shut-downs, The politicization of tragedy. The muddled and slanted statistics The ridiculous projections, The false data. The contradictions and bluster. The draconian regulatory and government Sponsored power grabs. The gagging and intimidation Of workers. The trashing of basic freedoms People Jailed, Fined, Harassed. The banning's. The right to collectively worship denied, Peaceful protest denied. Businesses forced into bankruptcy. The unemployment The waste. And destruction. The sundering of families, The needless school closures, The suffering that led To clinical depression and drug overdoses, The disdain of those Who rejected commonsense remedies. The manipulations And machinations, All the willing useful fools Chorusing together to tread down Democracy. The grinning talking heads Who doctored the news. The attacks and the cancelling Of those who begged to differ. Dissenters labeled conspiracy theorists. The cover-ups: Gain of function. GAIN OF FUNCTION. The dumb mantra of the ignorant Demanding we 'follow the science' But the science was wrong The scientists lied They lied. They all knew AND THEY LIED! And I am still counting In case it returns And I have a lot more things to count, Lots more to tally and be made ACCOUNTABLE.