Tuesday, March 31, 2020

The Quarantine Revolt

How cruel our lives have turned to be
when we're trapped inside when we long to be free.
It's not like there are folks who've died,
it won't be me, so the news has implied!
I have no cough, no fever, or ache
so let me go out for my goodness sake.
I'll run through the streets and hug all my friends
and I'll travel the world from its tips to its ends.
I'll swim in the ocean and swing from the trees,
I'll smell every flower and I'll save all the bees.
I'll go to more concerts and I'll see Broadway shows
but a leaf in the wind, I'll go where it blows.
No I won't be kept from living my life
I won't live in this fear, or sorrow, or strife.
I'll see every wonder that's ever been made;
the bill for this freedom once sanguinely paid.

and finally I'll return knowing I'm wild and free,
having seen every sight there was ever to see.
I'd met every person there's ever to meet
I'd swam in the oceans and ran the streets.
when I finally decide that home's where I'll be
I'll find the only one living is the virus and me.

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