Heyday © Donna Rae Lands
Today was another heyday…
No doom or gloom standing in our way…
We went to Costco town and we left with a frown…
We could not stand in their line wasting our time…
We had better things to do…
Like stopping at Subway for a bite to chew…
We went to our local market for the best buys…
Grabbed our eggs, bread and french fries…
We could not find any TP because it’s the communist world of proper PC…
But it’s a heyday with the coronavirus standing in our way…
We wander down the aisles with our covered smiles…
We bitch and mutter but at least we found our peanut-butter…
No feelings of being torn because they had our sweetened popcorn…
Breaking the law becomes our freedom flaw…
Maybe tomorrow will be a better heyday…
At least we are imprisoned through the month of May…
No more sickness or death from a heart attack…
Their models are all fixed and mixed with their numbers of rack and stack…
Live in fear they say…
Stay secluded for another heyday standing in our way…
They know the numbers are all a lie…
They choose who shall live and who shall die…
No funds to pay our bills…
But they are screaming for the safety of their controlling shrills…
The culling has begun…
No more assembly for the people of fun…
One day, we shall look back…
And we’ll know it was a liberty attack…
Crisis creates control, especially stealing from the frail and from the old…
Yesterday was truly our heyday where gloom and doom never stood in our way…
It was our demise based on their communist lies…
We took the great fall to give them power for one and all…
Yeah, what a heyday for them and those…
We took it up the rear and up through our nose…
Chained and gained as all one peoples…
Keep us out of our churches with the wavering steeples…
A time of suffering with no planning and no buffering…
In the end when the communists are all dead…
A new heyday will be for those that fled during our sunset of oranges and red…
ReplyForward |
No comments:
Post a Comment