Saturday, April 18, 2020

REALITY ASKS WHICH WILL WE CHOOSE TO CREATE? HEALTHY GATEWAYS TO THE FUTURE OR DEATH TRAPS AND CEMETARIES

I just awoke from a lengthy nap to find Will worrying for sound reason over the govt. opening lockdown for all the wrong reasons, freeing the pandemic to run rampant through our streets until we find ourselves flooding with fear feeling utterly helpless while watching a second wave of deaths skyrocket.

Seriously—must we create a death trap before more brains engage with common sense, which, over these past three years, has been more absent than ever before—pleeeze—tell me that, come November, a majority of voters will feel as compelled to create change for the better as is true of your family and mine!  So far, I’m choosing to restore my aura of serenity by purposely not mustering the courage necessary to watch the news ... news of who bludgeoned who, who murdered who, who kept a starved child, who knows for a fact that monsters exist, locked in a dark closet,  and that’s just for starters, because now, along with this deadly presence of the C-19 virus looming over every head, worldwide, there’s the maniacal blabbermouth, whose cretin presence has been freed by red hats and cowardly senators, to desecrate the sanctity of The  Oval Office more so than has any other person (dt will never be my president) in the history of The USA.  So, when I plead that we—

Focus, people, focus
So as not to re-engage with
One another too soon, thus
Creating a death trap in which
The government weaves the web
The virus plays the spider
And we be the flies caught
Buzzing round one another before
Our loved ones’ safety is ensured
My plea for patience is dead on serious

πŸ‘©πŸ»❤️🌈🌻
PS
Where is my positive focus you ask?
Perhaps, upon awakening from
Today’s nap with my nephew’s
Naked reality still staring me in
The face, my positive focus felt
Need to pull my pillowcase over
My head, freeing
My intuitive powers to
Expose inner need to step up on
A soapbox, where, I, making
Sound use of my voice in hopes of
Grabbing the open ear of
The populous at large, am
Heard to say—Focus people focus
Tis Waaaay past time for our
Nation to shake loose of trump’s
Narrow minded, divisive approach to
What’s good for him and
His cronies so our nation can
Reunite as we approach
Our immediate future with
All eyes refocusing, first upon
Surviving Covid-19 so that
Once the economy is on its way to
Recovery, we’re still
On this side of the grass!
Aha!  My positive focus has not
Dived for cover, after all!
While thrust inside
My pillowcase
My think tank had
Sought out a bunker in which
To recreate the peaceful aura of
Solitude that I find
Necessary to express
My deepest thoughts with
Crystal clear clarity, which, otherwise
Tend to fog up whenever
The inner sanctum of
My brain is too quick to
Mirror the fears of others, thus
Magnifying my own ...
Whew!  That was a close one
For this reason:
As a first responder
My nephew, the ER doc, knows of what
He lives, breathes and
Speaks, day after day, suggesting
His fears to be grounded in truth
On the other (gloved) hand
I know he’ll continue to take
Every necessary precautionary
Measure to safeguard his
Family from harm, which is
All any of us can do by
Making sure to mindfully
Clear our think tanks of
trump’s most dangerous
Lie ever told concerning
His majesty’s godlike complex, which
Believes he is empowered to
Stamp an expiration date on
The deadly nature of this virus
BTW—from now on, dear friends
If any of you happen to have
A do not disturb sign handy at
The same time that
You see me slipping
A pillowcase over my head
Please note that
Your generous offer to
Lend me this sign of respect whenever
My need to think deep in solitude feels
Necessary will be ever
So greatly appreciated
(Tis during times of darkness that
Moments of levity, which
Brighten the spirit, prove a necessity)
πŸ™‹πŸ»‍♀️πŸ€“πŸŒˆπŸŒ»Annie

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