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Thursday, 30 April 2020

VIRUS ODE BY MARK ANTONY RAINES

CLANG CLANG CLONK RANG THE BELLS AROUND  OUR NECKS,
BRING OUT YOUR DEAD SAID THE PANDEMIC  TO THE WHOLE WORLD,
FRIST  IT WAS ONE NOW IT'S MANY
YOUNG AND OLD :BLACK OR WHITE IT CARES NOT WHOM YOU  ARE
WE CAME UP WITH  NEW WORDS LOCK DOWN _SOCIAL  DISTANCING _SELF  ISOLATION
WE PAY OUR RESPECT S TO THE NHS
WEST PRETEND TO  CARE ABOUT THE  CARE HOMES AND IT'S PEOPLE  WE FORGOT  YEARS AGO
WE PLAY THE BLAME THE  GOVERNMENT  GAME
BUT TAKE NO RESPONSIBILITY FOR OURSELVES
SOME ARE SELFISH AND WORK AND PLAY SPREADING  THE  DISEASE  AT WILL NOT CARING  ABOUT SACRIFICE S MADE BY THE MANY FOR THE FEW
HOPE IS ALL WE HAVE  LEFT BUT YOU  WATCH  TOO MUCH  NEWS YOU FEEL  LIKE  THE THE SONG FROM  MASH
SUICIDE  IS PAINLESS WHAT HAVE I TO LOSE
THE HARDEST  THING  TO TO IS TO CARRY ON THE EASTEST  IS TO GIVE UP.
I FOUND  TO MY DISPAIR I CAN COUNT  MY TRUE FRIENDS  ON ONE HAND AND THAT TO YOU  MAKES ME SAD
BUT I HAVE ALL I GOT AS IT ALL I EVER  HAD  NOW I HAD TOO MUCH  TIME  TO  THINK
MY WIFE  ENID AND MY STEP CHILDREN IS ALL I NEED  THE REST CAN GET FUCKED
WHAT WILL  IT SAY IF I WENT  AWAY  FROM  THIS PLANET  EARTH  TODAY  JUST  A SIMPLE FACT BORN LIVED DIED AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS.

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