Imagine your life is perfect in every respect; what would it look like
Anything can happen, when it comes to your life
… I’d choose a brighter outlook, a summer of wine in sunnier times.
Beholding the colourful skies,
things looking as bright as you want them to be.
Scoping the scene at open retreats, looking over the seas.
But in the moment you see the dark shadow, that overcasts the view.
Thoughts beaten you soulless, black and blue.
Only shade thrown, is back at you.
To those who propaganda to the anti-vaxxers, the vast detractors.
A no laughing matter as this pathogen spans,
rapidly fanning out, its pugnacious and callous.
Humanities damaged, as the weight of the worlds sanity, hangs in the balance.
Soon having to acclimatise when we’re whittling bad.
Our foundations are chipped, on the brink of collapse.
The crystalline fractured, chiselled and scratched.
In the midst of the pandemic, beginning to crack,
have the instincts to act or you’d literally snap!
With the cycle spinning sporadically instead, unbalanced as our heads.
As our character develops uncertainty, the unhappiness has spread.
Weaved its way through, now our very fabric is hanging by a thread.
Feeling abandoned and oppressed and that’s when its becomes a nuisance.
With no solutions, often said the loose ends is what I’m tying up,
but in my head, I was only tying up where the noose ends.
Until this new sense of urgency became rudimentary.
You don’t need to be mentally challenged to be challenged, mentally.
Set us free and let it be in my rallying voice.
Although the spikes in numbers is something we cannot avoid
To escape paranoia you’ll have to free your mind,
reach inside to break through the void and shards of the glass.
Standing with poise is my character choice.
Telling it how it his, sharp as a tack and straight to the point!
This informative stance was as poignant as I’m out to countervail.
In this little fairy tale you’re even scared of the air inhaled
Were spared details, prayers derailed.
If you fail to prepare then be prepared to fail
and it’s there you exhale, breathing a huge sigh of relief,
no holding back, throwing jabs, it’s time to release.
Controlling man’s own destiny and not just prodding along.
As the moments pass through the gloom I was clearly convinced,
you need that shot in the arm to escape the fear from within
It’s getting inside your frame if you’re appearing imprisoned.
The words penetratingly pinning and piercing the pigment.
The power of the people is picturesque, as clear as their vision
Controlled, a thorn in my side I once sworn to abide,
but no longer adhered to a system in a quest for liberty.
l lost myself and I let it get to me, then serendipity.
I’d come away from the negativity but still sheepish as I’d trace back.
Joined my own revolt reaching with the same hand
Trying to find myself was like searching for that needle in the haystack.
Face facts, whether or not you're getting a shot,
with plans to get treated but don’t act like they’ve taken your freedom
Here’s a vaccine, you can take it or leave it
because whether you’re feeling stressed, feel oppressed.
You still have a choice and a voice in a matter of speaking.
But my anger's depleted, we’ve all desperately struggled and it left us in trouble.
And that’s why I chose a brighter outlook…
To help you see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Only then you’ll see what’s emerged now
Things work out best, for those who make the best of how things work out.