Hobbling Toward herd Immunity: A Pandemic Poem

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Hellion health heretics hobble toward

New Philistia,

Uttering elegies for civility and humanity.

Splayed before them is rationality;

Retched, broken, brutalized, 

It lies

Decrepit and decayed.

Truth is an effigy ablaze.

No fact laid bare is ever good

Enough for them to care.

They will not be dissuaded

From their conspiracy theory crusade,

Until they’re intubated

Or cremated.

Aunt Ruth on Facebook

Has the straight proof.

Look at this YouTube video;

Start researching.

The elite are poofs.

The experts are a bunch

Of dunces.

Instead, trust your hunches.

For we’re lurching

Toward the end of days.

The virus is a hoax,

a scam to get the vaccine in folks.

The mark of the beast and all that jazz.

Save our kids.

Get rid of the Deep State,

Close our borders,

Stop the New World Order.

Pay no mind,

His predictions are always behind.

You’d be a fool not to believe Q Anon

And The Big Lie are true.

Any day now, 45 will get his due.

And the protests at the capitol were

Mostly peaceful and not a MAGA coup.

But also it was Antifa and BLM

Posing as them.

Confused yet?

I sure am.

Don’t be dense.

According to them,

It all makes sense.

Trust and put your faith in

The former guy,

Because Armageddon is nigh.

From on high,

The lord has sent them

A savior.

Their great white hope?

A jaundiced Jesus.

Before their Cheeto God, they bow and pray.

At his feet of lies and hate, they stay,

Hanging on his every word, every ounce

Of vitriol he sprays.

What a dope.

What a joke.

It’s just a poke,

Folks.

I don’t mean to be obscene, but

Get your fucking vaccines!