COVID-19 And the Death of Common Sense
Yes
Apparently part of the plan is
That I
A Black Man in America, am going to put a mask around my face
A bandana
Leave my house
And then go outside.
Where there are policemen with guns.
Who do so well with Black men without masks.
With the ascent of fear
Comes the death of common sense.
Why do we wait for liars to tell us the truth
And doubt our own insight and experience?
And then he started to scream.
It was a low guttural growl at first
Changing gradually to a sound one might expect to hear
If the doorway to Hell were left ajar
And like an idiotic lovecraftian eavesdroper
You to put your ear to the crack to hear sounds
That would leave scars.
And after hearing what could not be unheard
You will ask yourself for the rest of your troubled life
What was worse:
The screaming
Or what was being done to cause it?
I mean, you would ask this
If you could stop screaming!
Safety gear is just for your psychology
Just like headgear in full contact sparing
Or like football gear that DOESN’T prevent chronic traumatic encephalopathy
In lifelong players
Transmission of a virus occurs through contact
It doesn’t matter how much safety gear you have
If you are in constant contact with a virus
Said the doctors in Italy
Isn’t that written somewhere in children’s school books?
Presentes mis doctores que luchan en la vanguardia de esta batalla
The common cold is a virus
And there is no cure or vaccine against it
Because of how a virus changes vectors
How, then, will there be a vaccine for COVID-19?
People take flu shots every year
And every year people still get the flu
A flu that is always from somewhere else
And never from “here”.
I’m not a doctor
Or in medical school
And I don’t play one on T.V.
But I know that.
Tactically, they know people can’t deal with the truth
They are bringing the population along
Spoon feeding us lies incrementally
Inch by inchTo prevent a wide spread panic
And suddenly there are daily Presidential press conferences
But still no uniform national strategy
COVID-19, Kidney Stone, Chemo
The new rock, paper, scissors
And COVID-19 beats Chemo
As healthcare professionals
And Samuel L. Jackson urge us
To stay the fuck at home.
This is what I’m lookin’ at.
Good news takes care of itself
Don’t tell me about 5 minute tests
(Five minutes abs didn’t work either)
As bodies gather in hallways
And are loaded on to refrigerated trucks
Good news takes care of itself.
And there is no good news.
Today they are hoarding toilet paper
What will it be tomorrow?
Maybe I do need a mask.
May the angel of death pass over your home.
מי ייתן מלאך המוות פסח לביתך
(Image Credit: Marc Chagall)