Counting

counting days in somber dreams
wildflowers, butterflies and bees
the truth of this fallen world
just takes me to my knees

counting money and pennies
bonds, stocks and trusts
all games played by the elites
despicable venues that disgusts

counting lives that are destroyed
in laws, mandates and evil plans
sly and deliberately deployed
blood dripping from their hands

counting the ones still standing
with pain, sickened and lost
a war of lies against the people
and our freedom has been the cost

counting days until we awake
knowing, living and well
for love, peace and blessing
is our natural state to dwell

© Jade Anjoun
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Posted: Apr 4
About this poem:
Reflections of a changing world since the dawn of 2020

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Comments (2)

daradloff
I was just asking about solar eclipse glasses and they may have some tomarrow, but no sharing allowed because of covid.hole
Mizzy4
You sum up our changing world very well J.R.
Very nicely written poem.

Mick.
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