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The virus splits us
How many tears are left?
One from another. Every day bereft.
Divides us. Stable genius.
One from another. Teeny tiny
They may call it: Pity party for the party
“Social Distancing” Of the absurd & no true word
But we already — We’ve been flipped; chipped
Distanced ourselves from others.
In the evil oil dipped — baptized anew.
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We divided the world into countries,
How do we distribute goods?
Countries into regions,
Who deserves another raise?
Regions into cities,
Those who own the town?
Cities into neighborhoods.
Whom to blame & whom, to praise?
We speak different languages.
We all meet & greet; hate defeat.
We wear different clothes.
We all have garb for different moods.
We eat different foods.
We eat & dance & move our feet.
We hear different stories.
So we believe differently.
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But when we die,
How does that turn out?
As it turns out,
The same for everyone?
We are all dead when we die.
When did we start to doubt?
Not breathing kills us all.
As sure as a gun (but not as much fun).
In every land, I see tears.
For the ungrateful dead.
In every land, I feel fears;
For the future tense, unsaid.
Heroes fight to save each other;
Thank you, sister; Thank you, brother.
Heroes work to keep it together.
Sibling by another mother.
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Worldwide we face a hidden killer
It hides beneath falsehood & lies
And nearly all of us are trying
Greedy people make us fear.
To find a way to keep us all from dying.
Greedy people in a gentle guise —
Our days grow quieter and stiller.
Tell us only to like those just like us dear.
Bravery is everywhere; in every land
Even if not-leader leads the band.
We zoom a virtual meeting,
Even if he cowers from his role.
We play a virtual band
Even as his cruelty is his only lonely goal.
We wave a heartfelt greeting.
He snivels, swivels in this land.
And in this time of utmost need,
The time of hating passes and we
A very few show outsized greed
Can see once more our unity.
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They lie and cheat and steal each dime;
We know again we will one.
Use the crisis to spread their slime.
All we’ve been since we’ve begun.
Yet there is nothing worth that snort of power
They get from what could have been their finest hour;
Instead, letting every opportunity turn sick and sour;
They sneak & hide and lie and glower and cower.
Heel spurs would never ever brave a bullet.
Not even a grown chicken; he’s just a pullet.
Afraid to fire people face to face.
Afraid to run a fair, untainted race.
At last, the vast majority will see their worth
We all will know the very roundness of this earth.
We all at last will laugh at tyranny’s yoke,
And shrug it off like a tired orange joke.
We’ll work together you and me and all of all
We’ll mend life’s spinning precious ball.
We’ll only let true leaders head our bands.
We’ll only let the truthful lead our lands.
Seven billion souls will not be slaves,
However loud the loveless liar raves.
Life is for the living and we will find
Ways to grow our vast collective mind.
Heart to heart, we’ll dance new ways
To show our love and show our care.
Heart to heart, we’ll green our days;
We’ll build a world for all to share.
A world where fair is fair is fair.
Liars lie in muck and mire;
If you care, put out the fire.
Raise your voice in loving song.
Love, you see, is strongest strong,
Will conquer all this sickly wrong;
You and I can get along
Just fine without a tyrant king.
It’s love — just love — of which we sing.
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