![]() When the Chickens Come Home to RoostA Poem by Bob BThe president stood before the mic And told the public not to fear-- That things were not so bad--but didn't Say that he was insincere.
He let them think that oh, we have COVID-19 under control, As he tried to convince the public To follow him down the rabbit hole.
He found a doctor who was not An epidemiologist To spread his propaganda, and he Allowed the experts to be dismissed.
He thoughtlessly invited his fans To rallies where masks were not required And thought his obstinacy and his Insouciance made him highly admired.
He scorned those who wore their masks And knew the virus was a threat, And when journalists pressed him about The issue, he'd become upset.
Thinking he knew so much more Than all of the experts, he made sure That CDC recommendations Would soften and remain obscure. All of a sudden, what do we learn? The president is hospitalized For having contracted COVID-19. Is anybody at all surprised?
The lesson here: denial does not Make problems disappear on their own. Always consider consequences, For we will reap what we have sown. Negligence as a strategy Slowly but surely gives danger a boost When our actions catch up with us-- When the chickens come home to roost.
-by Bob B (10-4-20) © 2020 Bob B |
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Added on October 4, 2020 Last Updated on October 5, 2020 Author
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