The world as we knew it ended, And we are still picking up the pieces And will be, Indefinitely, From the impact and blowback, For years into the future, And for somethings we won’t Even be sure why, Though we will remember, In our lived history; Memory survives.
And they came with guns, Angry, Determined to end, The restrictions set forth, The vinyl gloved, Masked nose and mouth, 6 feet of distance restrictions, Priorities first precautions, Laid forth to try, Try as we may, To stifle the exponential death, Befalling the masses, Reducing the number of graves of masses, And they came with guns, Claiming freedom or death, Not recognizing death is already the prime player, Death is the face staring back, At the fool who only wants “to live free or die”, Publicly choosing the former, When living free means accepting death, For one and all, Living free, Without precautions, Without boundaries set, For petulant children, Is choosing mortality, For each, And all, unequally, Death distributed, Just like it is with liberty and justice; For all? And they came with guns, Masked pale skinned “Patriots”, Demanding freedom of mobility, Before a plague, Ignoring their fallibility, They were fearless, For before a white supremacist society They had nothing to fear, Their intimidation, Was intimidating, But made no threat to the true establishment, And they came with guns