*photo ”woke chaos”©️ by Anne Hayden
What just happened?
A frenzy of fake
Scourging rat-shit bobble heads
Announcing pandemic!
Pandemic!!
Pandemic!!!
The sky is falling
The sky is falling
Grab your chickens
And scurry them in
And mask them
Two, three, four times
The sky, by God, is falling
Henny Pen
If you say it enough
And believe, Saul, they did
From every rooftop
And MSN bin
They’ll believe it,
They will
They’ll all believe
It true,
The Sky
The Pandemic
Are falling too
What happened?
A harmless virus
Hyped us outta our rhythm
Our routine
A Nation, a world
stood still
For what?
For exactly what?
And what pray tell
Did even wise men
Believe it was,
When the sky was not falling
Henny Pen?
Harmless
The recovery rate of that thing
A simple hyped flu
Hyped to a frenzy
Had a recovery rate
Of Ninety nine point 2
Uncontested
Untreated
Less harmful
Than a flu.
The sky didn’t fall in
Not at all
It was a false alarm
Nevertheless
Businesses crashed
Mental heath alas
Consumed the masses
By false expertise
Much to the world’s
Natural goings on
And chagrin.
Oh sure there are the Thomases
Doubting still from within
Their cocoons still fixed
Their jabs with mixed
Infection and ineffective
Perplexion
Still wandering masses
See their shadows
Wandering about when,
Just when the sky
Will fall again,
Henny Pen
I stood still
changed course
Mind and life slowed
I must have aged ten years
I, young invigorated
With doing
Volunteering
Visiting
Hugging
Helping others
Writing
Poems flowed
Till then
Now all that
Foggy, groggy and slowed
I was young then
Two
Three
Four years later
Counting the ghastly
Aftermath
Imposed by the big Pharma Pham
And those that sought
To control us.
I aged to gray
Like an old whispered stray
My mind went into
Strange hibernation
From whence it emerged
Forgotten
Stunned
Groggy as a boxer down
My world set forward
Another ten.
I was so much younger then
I’m older than that now
Much older, tired and worn
Stunned
Worn out from
Woke-assed Henny Pens
What happened?
What happened?
Where are we now?
The world seems broken
Divided
More than it did
Haters emerged
Outta cracks and crevices
Was it all for naught
Or planned,
To take us down
A rabbit hole
To distract us from their sin?
Afraid to call ourself
Unscathed
For fear fools fear
That any moment
The sky fall in
Again. Again?
Henny Pen
Henny Pen
You Henny
You SOBs Henny Pens!
A word to the wise
Stand up
On your own
Make wise decisions
Not what you’re told!
Don’t let them fool you
Again and again
Be your own self
Not Henny Pen!
‘Uh is it happening again?
2023
Henny Pen
Henney Pen?
2/10/2023
tom tenbrunsel
Carl Sandburg Writer/Poet 2023
Henny Pen
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