The Things That Go On
The way people behave during a Pandemic, the way some people behave when they lose or don't win. The way one puts hope into dreams and they fade. Are the things that go on.
It's some times scary and some times bold, the acts they do that unfold. It puts one in an undo light while marking souls for a bad plight. I'd like things to go just my way, but not at the expense of someone else's day. We hold these truths to be self-evident, not to be decadent.
What are these ways people show there strength. And some don't because of no spine. What do we follow for strength and grace. And are not left behind.
There are rules we must follow and not give in to our sorrows. We are human after all, with free will. And at some point in our lives, we come to the realization there is only one way. Not ours. The American Way.
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