Sunday, August 16, 2020

102. Mass Mind

Never did I ever think
There would come a time in this land of mine
When I couldn’t say what was on my mind 
Like life in darker times
And far away places
Where you and I couldn’t stray
From what woke folk compelled us to say
But today in Canada
I’m warned 
There are some thoughts
I dare not utter
Under threat of fire and fine
For having a criminal mind
But no way will I chain words of mine
To the shackles of the Hive’s mass mind


Wednesday, July 1, 2020

101.Distinctly Unclear

My Dear
Whenever I remember
Those 10 lost years
I still hear
Those words that sear

I still taste
Those bitter tears
I still sense
The intense presence
Of those haunting fears
Things seem better now
Somehow
But what's in store

Is still distinctly unclear

Sunday, April 19, 2020

100. Press On

It’s time to express
The restless stress
That compresses depresses
And confines
Sooner or later
We’ll find our way
Out of this virus mess
So press on
Until Covid 19 is gone