Poem -

BOY IN THE PLASTIC BUBBLE

BOY IN THE PLASTIC BUBBLE

As the boy
in the plastic
Bubble
Became
A
Dissenter 
to inclusion

Karma
Has
Spayed
Its
Residue
Upon
Humankind 

Social interaction 
Becomes
a
Slave
To
FaceTime 
Video
Chat

High school proms, 
Senior grade memories
And
Graduation ? 
become 
The  bounty
Stolen
From
Our
Children

We are in
Exile

Not just
A race
A nationality
A Region
but
A
whole
Species
who 
Has been
Quarantined 
From
Growth
And
Productivity 

Government control
Has
Been 
Enhanced

The hands
of global
Imperialism
From
The 1 %
hides
Behind

Deceptive
Veil
Called

Good intent

Government hand outs
designed
To be 
A savior
To
A ? worldwide
Economic shut down
Caused 
ironically 
by
Their own
Design

Leaves one
To
Wonder????????

What is coming

The end prediction 
is
A civil war
Fought by
A well thought out
Tyrannical force
On
a crippled
resistance 
That
chose
to
Eat
From
THE MAN'S 
POISON 
PLATE.......

 

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Tony Taylor

You have such a powerful way of wielding words to convey ideas and thoughts that have a way of biting through to the pertinent subject matter....... poetically it solves and invites....... it moves to the heart of truth...... and leads us gracefully to those final lines ~

                                ~ "That chose to eat
                                    From the man's
                                    POISON PLATE..."

ALL STARS!!....... Love your style brother!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo. : )

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