The days of questions

The days of questions

Pics: Dreamtime

Home in a pit
Crawling agents all over, without mercy
Not even an opening to breathe fresh air
Now I sit
My hands on my jaw
I think
I think of my past and future alike
I can see my past in my future and my future in my past.

Wondering what had gone wrong with my faculty
I have forgotten how to do the normal things in my life
I don’t think I want to do this anymore.

Artificial plague forming it's way
Down our throat
Claiming to help humanity

Political shenanigans
winning over citizens

You lie!
You lie because nature will not give you room to manifest your conspiracy
Nature will fight it's way to the top and remain there.

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