Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Winter with a big stick.

Poem for the coming storm. Feb 16, 2021. 

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Snowflakes are falling on the ground. 

Im not even sure if the earth is round. ...

So many changes face us today.

Its not even safe to go out to play. ...

Nothing seems like it was before. 

A million problems at your door. ...

Truth is stranger than you think. 

Sit and listen, but you'll need a drink. ...

Its not the end, not even close. 

Its just us humans acting gross. ...

Greed for money and for power. 

Right up until the darkest hour. ... 

Change does not come easy or quick. 

Sometimes you need a really big stick. ..

We could make life better for all the people. 

But the elite prefer to keep us all sheeple.

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