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No lives matter anymore


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,

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 to

Be 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!”

By KINDNESS WISDOM

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)