They Shall Reap the Scorched Earth

Beep..
beep…
beep…..
………..
each breath
a struggle
a chime rings
another death
life gone
all for ignorance
all for a dance on the dime
all for a laugh in the face
for you know best
even while all around
others do succumb.
Walk bare faced
so all can see
appalling selfishness
desirous of wants
needs
sufficient for self only
never mind those
who we must show care for
if they provide not for me
why should I care
why should I provide for thee?
Hold my hand
praise the lord
for my words are always right
he whispers into my ear
telling me it is okay
to disobey
to ignore
things that are put in place
to protect
to help
to contain
flaunt I shall
all the rules
to keep wicked death at bay
I shall dance
upon empty streets
savoring in your final defeat.
The Devil is the one
they all cry
even as they use the bible to defend
their holy war
against science
against humanity
against anything
that does not allow these weeping
sobbing men
to play the games they have always played
to drown the earth in culpable lies
whilst they pray
upon bended knee
believing
their whispers are heard on high.
In truth
demons below
gorge upon their souls
a feast fit
for the King of all Evil
as they fall
down
down
down
unto the fiery pits of hell
there to burn
for eternal damnation
even as they cry
their piety
their faith
puts them above the seething human masses…..
they forgot
they neglect
the truth that there is…..
Care for one another.
Love one another.
Accept your neighbor as yourself.
Accept the differences that make this world go round.
Or no?
God touches the innocent
not the condemned
so those who spout death
through inaction
will one day have to pay the price
these words
they rail
tearing the fabric
using desperation and lies
allowing death to march through communities unimpeded…..
one
two
three
as far as the eye can see
casket after casket
waiting for the flames
for no longer can the dead be buried
all the land is filled.
And we stand
upon heaped bodies
directing blinded views
yet they stand
still so convicted in their beliefs
they are right
the world is wrong
so they shall play judge jury and executioner
solely with their failure
to wear a mask.
 
©April 24/21
Picture via Pinterest

It’s Not My Birthday

This is a longer read.
Grab your coffee/tea/water/lemons/whatever before sitting down to read otherwise you are going to be annoyed that I did not suggest it at the beginning.
I am not going to rant.
I am not going to rave.
I am going to say one thing:
I am done.
Done with people whining about wearing a mask.
Done with people saying this is being done by the world governments to control us.
Done with the asinine conspiracies that I have been told about.
The two most prominent are:
  1. Covid is a man made virus that was released upon the world to kill of the elderly and ill people who are a burden upon society.
  2. There are actually two types of vaccines. Again the first one is to kill off the seniors and the second is to sterilize the younger generation.
I am not even going to touch on the first one.
I cannot because well in the past some shady shit happened with tests etc upon marginalized sector of people.
The second one though I scoff at.
Really?
This would require all level of governments in all countries to be on the same page.
Never mind globally.
One dissenter and that is it the cat is out of the bag.
Never mind that Pharmacies and Pharmacists would all also have to be in on it too to ensure that everyone received the right vaccine.
And what about those of us that fall outside these groups?
That is a whole other ball of wax I don’t feel like melting at the moment.
Suffice it to say that the second one is quite easy to explain why it is not even remotely possible.
The mask thing though.
I woke up to a headline that parents and children in one of our provinces want the government to allow them to resume their normal lives.
They want their children to go to school.
They want to go out and be with other people.
Fine so be it.
Let’s not pussyfoot around any longer.
Let’s let those who want to go bare faced go bare faced.
Let’s let those who want to dine out and hang out together do so.
Because truth is they are over there and we are over here.
Now I am not attempting to start in insurrection.
I am not trying to do anything other than point out a fact.
Those who believe/follow the rules for the good of everyone are in one group and those who do not clearly fall in another group.
This is not me being discriminatory.
By law I will have to provide you with service.
However I do not need to remain within your vicinity if I am not working.
I do not need to converse with you or even be pleasant.
And this is my choice.
You chose not to wear a mask.
I chose not to be anywhere near you.
We both get to make choices.
And this way natural selection will out.
I woke up a little hot this morning when I read the article.
Considering that this is the same community of people who lost so many to smallpox due to distrust of the vaccine one would think they would be a little more forward thinking.
The two above cited conspiracies also circulated in the 1920’s.
That aside I do have some rather terrific news.
Yesterday on the way to work my arm was doing the tingle fuzzy thing and in general aggravating me.
As I stretched out something popped and this flash of pain hit me.
To which I hollered fuck.
I was in the car alone I can swear.
Got to work and as I walk across the parking lot realize I am not feeling pain.
I roll my shoulder carefully.
Hmmmmmm……
Went into work and  asked to go upstairs and stretch arm.
I was nigh on giddy.
I am not entirely pain free but what is here is going to be so much more easy to manage.
I was so excited to be pain free that I took half an hour from my banked hours to come home early and clean the bathroom.
Top to bottom save for the floors.
Those will get done tonight I need cleaning stuff.
As I write this I am still pretty pain free.
A little achy because well I put my arm to use yesterday.
And to leave you with a little chuckle on your Sunday morning:
One of my co-workers yesterday was complaining to me about working an 8 hour shift.
I have been working full time off and on for the last 30 years so I feel no sympathy for her at all.
I was telling her that I was on a nine day stretch.
Me: I worked from Wed all the way through to this upcoming Thur. I am on day 4 of 9.
CW: Oh so you work today, tomorrow and Monday?
Now I have a customer that I am ringing through and only heard her with half an ear.
Me: What? No My birthday is in August. Why would I have a two day birthday?
CW: Jay! I asked if you were working today, tomorrow and Monday?
Needless to say I laughed so hard as did my CW.
My customer was trying not to laugh so I told him about the conversation on how to write/like my name.
He and his wife were laughing as they left.
I did it again.
Happy Sunday all.
I must get my butt in gear and get ready for work.
©April. 11/21
Picture is my own.