We look at the chore of the bore
And cry that Netflix feels flat
Then comes a post
It’s not A Trump boast
It reminds how we are l
Humans still
And that this virus still kills
The dreams and hope
Of many a people all over the world
It’s not making any sense
I don’t want to feel
This pain anymore and then
I feel that I don’t have a pain that’s real
It’s just a feel not the real deal
The child who did not get a meal
Is real
But. I do feel .... and this pain too is real
Their is no shame in my pain
I just don’t know whom to blame
And the scream dies in my Breast
And it’s a lost conquest…