by Tu
Stop the world
Not with a magic kiss
That takes our breaths away
But with a CoronaVirus
That keeps us caged all day
In the waiting room
While the glitch in The Matrix is on freeze
There's empty highways, chemtrail-free blue skies,
Animals creeping downtown as they please.
Is this a breath of fresh lies?
Wondering what whole new world awaits us
A return to our program of the 9 to 5 grind?
A Big Brother 5G Surveillance State
To control our money, bodies and minds?
Or a beautiful place where I can
melt with you...
https://youtu.be/LuN6gs0AJls
poetry
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