Covid 19

Falling out of phase

                              in realities binding daze

Connections prism in shattered flashes

                              enforced separation from the masses

What will come of Americas dreams

Two hundred years of sacrifice

Lost in six feet of isolated screams

With only false promises to entice

Remember Remember what was clear

Her ideas of independence once so dear

Is all that remains made of fear

Who will stand for her if not me

                                  trust in her constitution must be our final solution

How else will her children remain free

                                 Quietly she slips from our grasp

Now is the time to hold fast

Who will stand for her if not we

Only then will i feel free

Reviews

[AJNJ]

A ventilator is sorely needed
Your poem is gasping so much...