There are some people
It’s clear to see
Have been brought up
To think poor me
It’s never fair
Can’t catch a break
But in real life
They’re on the take
Motivated
To steal and lie
As they are shown
It gets you by
Oh what a time to be alive…
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
It’s becoming plain
For all to see
That all we are
Is a commodity
Pawns and players
In a terrible game
What’s now become
Is such a shame
I wanted to think
The future was bright
That people would know
Whats wrong from right
Yet here we are…
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
It’s very strange
Where we are
What has rolled out
It’s gone too far
Manipulated
We all have been
The lies they’ve told
Are just obscene
But here we are
Now in this mess
Surrounded by weird
And untold stress
Fingers crossed
We find a path
And minimise
The aftermath
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
What came before
Is now the past
Something new
Is unfolding fast
Keeping up
As best I can
So many twists
Since it all began
Shutting down
Your liberty
Believe what we say
Not what you see
Think for yourself
While you still can
And question what
May seem like a plan
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Rhyme and Reason
It isn’t just
That we can see
A brewing pot
Of calamity
A foreboding
That seems to loom
Setting the tone
Of impending doom
Destabilise
And then control
Just little at first
And then the whole
To monitor
Decide and say
These are the rules
Now all obey
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Rhyme and Reason
It wasn’t long
Before we knew
That what they said
Just wasn’t true
As if we all
Wouldn’t see
This tainted new
Reality
But now it’s here
You can’t deny
A brave new world
Of obey and comply
Fear and control
Are handy tools
But only work
If the people are fools
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
I can’t but help
To be concerned
With this new norm
Of being interned
But really what
Does cause distress
Within this growing
Debacle & mess
Is just how many
Want to deny
The bigger picture
Instead comply
Not questioning
What seems so plain
From all this fear
Who stands to gain
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Rhyme and Reason
Can we accept
This weird new norm
Feels like more
Of a coming storm
From the start
The advice was bent
And after the lies
Their true intent
Money and power
You can be sure
First the curve
And now the cure
Look at the picture
Not part but whole
They own the world
And took control
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
How could we have known.
We found ourselves in the middle of the biggest disaster of living memory. But within that disaster a plot began to unfold. We were being used as weapons against each other during what initially appeared to be a terrible new illness. There was a silent invisible enemy, one you could not quantify or calculate, but one they told you was there. The government told you, the media told you, even the doctors told you. Why would they all lie you asked yourself?
For years the people had wanted looking after. For years they have begged the government for more rules, more surveillance, more punishment, more control. In times of uncertainty they looked to them for safety, guidance and support. Not each other. Work and life moved people further away from each other, and communities split apart and fell. No-one was looking out for each other anymore. Every man for himself was the new way. This was not an accident.
We might wonder why the ‘people’ look to the government for answers, assistance and to hold their hand, because that is the way they wanted it to be. But they needed everyone on board, so they took away all you have worked hard for or wanted to have. They made us sit while our futures slipped away, made us watch it slowly crumble. They knew we would comply, they planted enough fear to make it so. But what could we do, they had politicians, the police, the army and all the medical personnel on their side being fed from the same trough.
Who were we?
We watch the world
It seems quite feral
Descending fast
And laced with peril
Looking for logic
In all the madness
Brings a darkness
Tinged with sadness
As corruption draws
It’s armies near
Do not despair
And live by fear
There should be hope
That we might find
A deeper good
And peace in mind
But we must be looking…
(c) K Wicks
Rhyme and Reason
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