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“No lives matter anymore!” CONTACT

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A thousand years from now I think, we may just hear the story,

Of how once people kissed, held hands,when touching was not gory,

“No lives matter anymore!” CONTACT

But now, officials they have given the “social distance” nod,

Suggesting that a sterile life is what we should applaud,

A strategy that’s oft’ been shown to make all people rusty,

What is life, when we are starved and things become so dusty?


We’re told that people in care homes eat more with more caress,

Plus, studies show that without touch, seratonin becomes less,

And seratonin is an antidepressant, allowing us to all sleep more,

I’m told, without cuddling parents, baby monkeys isolate upon the floor.

Perhaps it’s clear that now humans simply wish to destroy,

Their kind, but what do poets know,

especially this lonely boy.


So, touch can kill and touch can heal,

but,

I think, what kills the most,

Is that which instills fear and stress,

like a governmental post,

Which urges people toBe unnatural,

for the sake of sustaining life,

Like never touching anyone,

even your children or your wife.

But life is only worth as much as the love which we can show,”No lives matter anymore!”

Lying chanters are on the go.

J.Jay Samuel Davis ~ Yesterday

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When you genuinely want something goes after it
Without limiting yourself, the Universe will make it be ~Shalom ~