RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES
Before the Vaccine
Before we were burned
We touched the flame
Before there were demons
We had no one to blame
Before we had knowledge
There was superstition
Before the smoke cleared
We had impaired vision
Before the vaccines
We had little choice
We cried in the darkness
But we heard no voice
Now that we’ve free
To live or to die
Some still choose the latter
We do not know why
It makes me crazy
All my senses unravel
Like a walk in a storm
Or footprints on gravel
Some people are stubborn
There’s no more to say
They’ll tell us we’re wrong
On judgement day
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