Toxic Politics

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

Toxic Politics

 

The pandemic began

In the heart of a man

Who just did not care

About the toxic air

Or anything that did not

Bring him praise 

So began the malaise

 

He preached that money

Is all that mattered

So the people rose

And then they scattered

Like pigeons on the run

We wonder what we’ve done

As we chased the moon

And hid from the sun

 

Some laugh and some pray

That there will come a day

When we conquer our fear

And we hold our friends dear

But for now we are stunned

At the world we are in

We all hope someday soon

We can start it again