POETIC REVIVAL

I want to go to a mountain top and scream And scream and scream and scream I want to take a sledge hammer and strike  The rocks and shatter them all to smithereens  I want to pull on my hair  Collapse on the ground And weep and weep and weep I want to wrap my body in a black shroud Get on my knees  Go from here to the tallest mountain And cry  and wail and beg for mercy If there is a God maybe she takes Pity on us and stops this slaughter Maybe we need human sacrifices  Lets round up all the war mongers The people who have committed crimes against humanity Weapon makers, tyrants, dictatores Corrupters, polluters, perverts  And offer them to this God My heart is broken  Our hearts are broken We are all in mourning  For the thousands who have perished To this evil virus 

The sky is overcast with grey clouds It’s bitter winter in March Emotions like a weather bitten flag Torn, tattered, and and pale  I can’t make sense of this world We have turmoil, wars,  Displaced people allover  Fires and mudslides  Tornadoes and hurricanes  And like all of these weren’t enough Now we have a  killer among us We don’t see it, we don’t smell it We don’t know when it comes We are all in terror  And have no place to hide All the reasons making us unhappy Have paled in parity We are all holding our breath  Waiting for this storm to pass And corpses are piling up