Poem -

No TP

No TP

Break free
from the
Line
That
Goes
No where

The shelves
Where the
TP
ARE
stored
Were
Empty
Before
The
Store
Was
Open

The person
In
The
Mirror
Has
A stalker
From
A
Hidden
Web
Cam

FREEDOM 
becomes
An
Illusion
as
Hoarders
Become
Slaves
To
Their
Loss
Of
Control

Yet
Curfew
Is still
Being
Put 
In
Place
Allowing
Citizens
Out to the market
Like pigs
Being
Let
Loose
To
The
Trough...

This 
Poet's
pen
Remains
Wireless 
As it
Will
Until
My last
Breath

And even
Then
Expect
A poem or 2
From me
in the
Heavens
As a poetic
Prophet 
Cannot
Be silenced....

The Pandemic 
Began
In the
Spirit
Contaminating
Critical Thinking
and
Replacing
It with
Fearful
Emotion

So Listen
And take
Heed

Break free
Comrade 
I mean
Patriot

The line 
Your in
Leads
No where.....

 

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Tony Taylor

This is such a well crafted piece of poetic prose........I love the way the first and the final stanzas tie the whole of it together....... it caused me to go back and read it again a few times....... it has some juicy innards too that are stunning thoughts all on their own ........like ~

                              ~ "The pandemic began in the spirit
                                  Contaminating critical thinking
                                  And replacing it with fearful emotion..."

Stellar stuff brother!!....... truly thought provoking!!.......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!........ Bravo!!........LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo. : )

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GREG TUCKER THE...

Thank u brother Tony.  You get me as many do not.  Appreciate the feedback 

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author
sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

I'm sure no one thought we would see the day of no T.P. but, we were shown images of Venezuela and they didn't have any either when they went Socialist...

I had planning for this for a long time not the virus but, the chance we would go Socialist and the many similarities they have is pretty remarkable...

We should take this as a learning experience so we know what to do in case, later on...

Another Great Write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

Feathers

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GREG TUCKER THE...

Thank u feathers.  I been writing from the soul lately.  READ my poem BREATH OF GRACE and let me know what u think

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Being Me

There seems to be at least a couple of things going on here. The obvious... No bloody loo roll cos loads of people are panic buying and hoarding. And the undercurrent of people as sheep, following what the other does 'cos they have no faith. This is what I get from it anyway x

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Greg Etsell

i have lots of TP  22 rolls i bout it from amazon
and if i start to run out and cant get it the store
i will get at amazon if 

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author
Katina Woodruff...

You know how they say, take cover it's about ready to pour. We are already seeing panic shopping until the shelves are bare. I like the title of your poem and the humor in the poem. At least the internet is still available and we poets can continue our plights of entertaining and educating. 

Favorite lines: 

Break free
from the
Line
That
Goes
No where

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