Put up your wire fences, the Mask polizei, too!
Or holy than thou neighbors who call the police to report you.
Such immoral, weak Gestapos, they!
They need leather SS jackets, I say.
Try me! Put up your fences!
I'll get on that beach and hug my love on benches.
Since when do bold Americans fold?
Where's your backbone gone, has it turned to mold?
Tell me, why do you really think,
A mayor can force you to stay home, or drive you to
the brink?
Lockdowns apply to prisons, not to homes.
You paid for your home, get out and roam!
Look outside, is there a obese, burly guard there?
No, not even one, nor a cute fuzzy hare!
Sanitizers, masks, paper products made truckloads
of money.
The rabid fear has cost you money, honey!
Stop the insanity, All, do defy.
Or~ you may have to keep shaking inside.
With CNN, as your most negative,
Anything but spiritual or hopeful guide!
Till the day I die, I cry:
"Defy~ Defy!"
May 20, 2020
10am PST
Poem#1281
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