Solitary Home boundA Poem by butterflyOne time One world Does COVID-19 define Or can Humanity find a way to shine its light I cant sit still I find Emerge myself between the words of Inferno and Da Vinci Code Got Moana on in the background There is more still to be found I yearn for that life now in this solitary homebound Missing my boyfriend in Moscow As his eyes close for his night time slumber i prep to take the garbage out I hope one day we will be under the covers together Forever with you You with me too I wont worry about a thing i have been a b***h I can be a dream Yet I cant say much now As I discover the new me in this new land of solitary home bound i ate spaghetti my aunt cooked and thought of you As Moana exclaims, "We are alive!" Let me marinate in that high As I start to feel the kiss of the butterfly Everything is new again I found In this new place called solitary home bound We are one time One world in this war vs. COVID-19 I can be a b***h I can be a dream I cant say much now in this solitary homebound Everyone is mad at Trump Cant he see the garbage he consistently throws in the dump He got his imaginary crown While so many are stuck in the frown Cant these voters of him see now Did you win a prize in your town? Did Ivanka and Jared make it better all around Is Melania anywhere to be found? She reads from a prompter so slowly you cant fool me oh but the supporters think she is the best because she got the best beauty!! Whlle her President husband her ticket gate in to USA Play foolish games Tell me Trump voters Who are you fighting for? Money to fill your overflowing pocket? God sees all those you hide in your locked closet Thats why today in the time of COVID-19 the homeless go to the hotels He will treat the most treasured well He will release us from this evil spell Only when we truly hear the angel Calling awaking us from our sleep Its time for peace... Let us find it withing ourselves When all this negativity can cease COVID-19 will one day be a forgotten bad dream We will finally become what we were meant to be Everyday angels focusing on loving one another who cares about economy Together we can beat COVID-19 With just love and without the allowance for any cruelty A sister and brother True friends till the end For the son and the daughter this is the age of pretense nothing makes sense all our values locked behind a fence We know what we must do Heal thee, heal me i hope the Trumps of our world will finally see The unknown is calling us waiting to be found Together we can gather our strength in this solitary home bound © 2020 butterfly |
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Added on April 15, 2020 Last Updated on April 15, 2020 Author
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