The Days of now are not like before.
There's lines of footprints on the floor.
Cheeks in the sunlight and smiles too.
But now a Mask to cover you.
Movies on Wednesday and popcorn too.
Now there Shutdown and I'm blue.
No toilet paper in the Stores No More.
better line up and Face the Floor.
" You Better Have Your mask"!!
States in Shutdown.
Governor Whitmer Huntdown.
People out of work.
Food is less, food is More
So its flying out the Stores.
Can't watch the news im gonna be sick
From everything, Can't handle it.
Can't have views, or can't ignore
Or could end up on the floor, from people who I knew before. That I called friend. Covid caused chaos and destroyed lives. You can hear a million different cries.
No good enemies, and No goodbyes.
As i read this then I sigh, and wipe the tear from my eye. But time to wrap it up, move along, Carve a pumpkin, sing a song, throw the tree up, pour some Nog. We've had a good fight. some sweat and tears. Covid has no place here. However, I would claim this place for years. Nothing i said is untrue.
We will Raise again!!
We are Maize and Blue!!
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Poetry of Shell
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