And sometimes we-withhold our tender touch💜

“2019!” a poem 01/01/19 – TWO -zzz – day!

We’re VILE and LOATHSOME creatures! Terrible-things-we-are!*

We don’t know what-we’re doing, and-we-drive a polluting car,

And we-eat AWFUL FOOD – and-then-go-to-the bathroom,

And-we-visit-the-graveyard-regularly, stickin’-each-other-in-a-tomb!

WE HIT – and CURSE – and SPIT- ‘n’-such,

And sometimes we-withhold our tender touch,

From those around us, who just-need-a stroke,

OR – someone to hug ’em – and/or tell ’em a joke!

Yes, GOSH! We’re AWFUL – but-this-I-like to tell:

“We’re HUMAN humans – we-“think”-we’re-bound to- (go-to)-Hell!

But HELL is just a state o’ mind!

That-happens-when-to-your-neighbors, you’re-unkind,

When we’re-JUST-actin’-like-maggots! crawling all-around!

SOMETIMES-though! from-us: (pause)

A LITTLE LOVE IS FOUND,

And – THAT makes all the difference – and keeps us movin’ on!

So, WELCOME-to 2-Oh!-ONE-nine, Folks –

THE-GLORIOUS-ADVENT – OF-ANOTHER-“DAWN!”

fin ❤

    • We SHOULD all be CENSORED! Blocked! “Thrown underneath the – – – !“
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