Life I've been
I've been, I've been,
it's not a puzzle,
Seen template of streets my soles at teen,
seen body of two in lovers' sheen,
seen roentgen child that have has been.
That have I seen,
it's not a puzzle.
Bot greeting my job now, dancing foxtrot,
pot empty fogging family kitchen empty lot,
what happen is I, me, Ich, Moi, ja, am not.
God had this plot,
grave is my muzzle.
I've been, I've been,
it's not a puzzle.
COVID THE MUSICAL
Without it, o chaos
children learning as they should - and taking our jobs,
old people coughing years and years more - and leaving empty graves
government not able to terror, and we be without this lesson
mask producers not gaining millions - and onethousandthreehundredfour workers without their jobs,
serum geniuses not being able to push their millions to Cayman Islands - and ruin their economy
self-important medicine prophets not having their glory - and us had to live with all who died because of them.
Yer, COVID, the triumphing invention of a plague of modern times,
carte blanche for powers to be
to blanche, bleach, bleed, bluff
people they serve so undyingly.
And of course, lesson disappearing into the roar of Taylor Swift songs...
Hear noise? Its bureaucrats busy destroying witness documentation....
It was shady fun
Now we laugh
all.
Children did not, then..
Serious is their word of the day,
and serious out-thrown was I,
me --
as not to
overshadow,
overblossom,
overbloom --
in short to
overflower
the tiny war of feelings,
baby tournament,
competition done with fruits of the meadow.
Young, me, that was,
charms galore,
made in moment one,
and
became a queen of attention.
As flowers flowered,
flowery,
only in the flow,
of
where my shadow flew.
Now we laugh..
All.