Wuhan Hula

Sorry, no graceful way to say his....
Your friends and family under green grass lie.
Body filled with odious pride, the hand of death shall pass you by?
As self inflicted hideouts lie.

No adoring prince, family nor money can save you.
Not even your adoring pet can stop death in its tracks,
That Reaper wants your back,
He deals you the final smack.

The younger ones with vigor, without a a pain run to the beach!
And stare at you in piteous, disgusting wonder.
Not knowing death takes even the younger.
Tearing family souls asunder.

This is not the kind of poem, to be popular here!
I care not for endless laughers and frivolity.
Raise the souls high, not in lowlife joviality,
Before death gets the best of me.

The angst true patriots experience.
America in a state of idiotice somnanabulance!
Doing the Wuhan death dance.
While governent overlords give you a death vaccine and you prance?

                            6/20/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Wolf Avatar
June 22, 2021 at 6:41 PM
Kind of beyond me why we can't enjoin 192 out of the 193 countries in the UN to lower the boom on Mr. Xi. Why are people such chickens?! With you all the way, my friend.
Cunningham Avatar
June 21, 2021 at 12:39 AM
As we all know vaccines take years to develop and these covid vaccines have been rushed through almost overnight. As the years roll by we'll see if they got it right, I hope for everyone's sake that they have. Tom
Romios Avatar
June 21, 2021 at 8:19 PM
Eh, no!! They did not get it right. For one thing, there are 28,000 dead from it. But they will not tell us? The number of people disabled! They will not tell us. And furthermore..the PCR test was never designed as a test to see if a patient has the virus.PRIVATE Schools have been open all year. Not one child or teacher had died. I call it psychological warfare, using fear!All the nations losing their rights, the red states here are open! Nobody is croaking in them. Be assured this is cash cow for Bill Gates. And those malevolent mask makers. By the way, loaded with germs to breathe in all day, like a creepy, Petri dish. The nonsense, that “I had no reaction is a lie. Those who did, destroyed their immune system and this vaccine is not good, period. Pangie xx
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