On Vacation

dawn raises its head again and a

new perspective is collected in the

minds of those who have no collective

thoughts of their own as society

twists and turns logic into being

whatever it needs it to be at the time;

we live in social distancing cocoons 

that guard and protect us from stupidity

as we follow the leads of elders with

whom we seldom disagree or respect

yet trust their judgement in the

surrendering of our family values;

we are like children in a room of candy

from which we can eat at will and

have no responsibility over our actions

since it was stolen by our leaders who

have no need to protect and serve;

we float aimlessly through life on

parachutes of hate, pulled by the

political water boats as if we were

on vacation at Myrtle Beach and

handed a blank cashier check.

23 September