COVID 19, CORONAVIRUS

This virus is really getting to me

Wonder if we’ll ever be free

This virus is killing off so much of humanity 

More of the poor, not the bourgeoisie

This virus is insanity

This virus will not be contained

built a worldwide pain bloodstained 

this virus will not be controlled, 

it’s unconstrained and unexplained

this virus rains down on humanity

This virus invades people’s lungs

The wealthy and famous get virus screenings

The poor die in their beds

succumbing to this virus

Go uncounted in the dead 

This virus forces us to isolate

When we can socialize, there’s no date

We live on a global checkmate

Virus created floodgate

We’re on a mandated quarantine

This virus has us on curfew

Except the moneyed few

Creates a state of anxiety

Virus is rampant in society

Keep 6 feet away is what they say

All we can do is pray

This virus makes us wash our hands till raw

This is something we never had to do before

This virus is invading my life

Because of this, I can’t see my wife

Siren’s wail fills us with strife

This virus doesn’t stop

Like waiting for the other shoe to drop

Running out of supplies, unable to shop

This virus has us scared to be infected 

No one wants to be the next one selected

This virus makes me wonder

How we came to this blunder

Our lives put asunder

This virus overtook the entire world

All our lives, together unfurled

Live in a crazy netherworld

ALL ABOUT THE MONEY, HONEY

I am Jewish, I am Woman,

I am Muslim, I am Buddhist

Call me names, call me whore,

pussy, kike, sand-nigger, 

call me what you like,

Psyche – I recall Third Reich

Name-calling, hate all about the money, honey

Don’t want to believe in sunny money

It’s bloody Sunday with money

Turn people against one another

Smarter people see – better believe

Keep us with our stupid little asses 

Dealing with petty shit

All about the money – money –

Rich don’t pay taxes

You and I support them 
With our puny little money

It’s all about the money honey

No reprieve, better believe

Rich not aggrieved, we pay more than they do

They like it like that

Make things perfect, we need another war, 

One more Vietnam – Trump’s a perfect mentor

not smart but listens-even though he doesn’t understand more

Trump listens, says what he’s told to say

Do things the money way

Before we all disappear, become who we no longer are,

like Handmaidens in Atwood’s novel

Or Station Eleven in Mandel's world,

Then it will be too late

It will be who we are – when freedom’s gone

It’s all about the money 

Money creates military

No sense being a pacifist since WWII

Recall how that got us here

Didn’t win us any points there either if you recall

Hate Jews more ‘n Blacks now

Jews on the Death Tax, It’s a fact

Take it up the ass

People at the bottom

Have nothing to show, 

Nowhere to go

Things done the money way

It’s heyday for the rich folk

People worked to the bone before they croak

The world we all know up in smoke

No taxes for multi-billionaire corporations 

Middle-class disintegration

A shakedown of global proportions

Desperation and confusion 

Our relation to better-off folk

It’s all about the money, honey

Prejudice has real results

Intensified by lack of trickle-down, 

Nothing left to lose

Live in Shantytown, USA

All about the military created by money, honey

Government Globally – controlled by Money, Honey

This is the world today, Honey

It’s all about the Money, Honey