If At First You Don’t Succeed…

Eight months ago the plague began

And this is what we did:

We locked the doors and bought TP

And then, for months, we hid.

And when we ate and pooped too much

We ventured out once more,

And so it was the first lockdown

Was written in the lore.

But when the lockdown ended

It seemed the plague had not,

And it was clear the lockdown

Had not a new peace brought.

It hadn’t worked, and so the leaders

Gathered to discuss

What they could say to guarantee

Obedience from us.

What the leaders settled on

Is really rather zen:

“It didn’t work the first time,

“So let’s do the same again!”

And many of the people

Went along without a fight

Because the folks with titles

Told them, “This will make it right.”

Meanwhile, the maskless multitude

Possessing common sense

Said politely, “Thanks, no thanks.”

And thus the world grew tense…

And now a civil war of sorts

‘Tween masked and naked faces

Will not subside regardless of

How numerous the cases.

And all of this could be escaped

If one would simply say

“Do as you will with who you want

“And please respect my way.”

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