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When You’re Broke You’ll Be Woke

The brow beating frenzy has continued since inauguration day

“You will toe the line and you will obey”

The best way for people to do as they’re told has been used by the military for years

First you break a person completely down so taking orders will be the course he steers

Immediately put the pandemic fear in everyone. Keep showing the number of daily deaths and let all know they could be next

Track people by watching who takes the jab and who objects

Then force employers to mandate the vaccine or you’ll lose your job

Scream loudly about every naturally occurring variant and encourage the drama queen hysterical mob

Close the schools and keep the children muzzled and afraid

It took America the better part of two years to realize they were played

But that also meant, due to enforced regulations, a lot of middle class businesses went bust

Everything was good, said the man on the camera as long as you obeyed and in him you could trust

So you lost your life’s work, wore your mask, and did what you were told

But the kids weren’t dying, the masks were proven ineffective, and the boosters oversold

Now those lousy middle classers were hollering about empty store shelves and the price of hamburger meat and crackers

We couldn’t hide the inflation numbers from the peoples’ wallets, so we blamed the meat packers

Suddenly it’s only eight months to get this thing done

So let’s push Putin into rolling into Ukraine and blame the insane gas prices on Russia instead of who’s really holding the smoking gun

Smugly state that at six bucks a gallon, how does that electric car look to you?

Frankly, it looks like you may have bitten off more than you can chew

Because in just a few short months your warped vision of untold payola and your small pack of a woke mob

Will be blocked on every proposal and in three years you’re out of a job

You’ll be cursed by today’s children and grandchildren for having to shoulder your ever expanding debt and for treating their parents like pond scum

And leave behind a legacy that will be scorned by future politicians and historians for generations to come

This Birthing Person Hasn’t Been To Europe Either

The clock clicked over to 5:45 in the morning and the alarm began it’s annoying beep

It was time to start the day, the night had been short but there were obligations to keep

Make the coffee, feed the cat and make the lunches for the kid’s one day a week at school

Quietly laughing at herself that she sounded like her mother with yesterday’s “say so” rule

The routine needed to be kept, there were no time allowances for car repairs, a plumber or a doctor’s visit for a cough and a runny nose

What used to be considered just a cold now required examination, testing and waiting for a clinician to diagnose

Her husband couldn’t be a lot of help as his sales job kept him stressed and on the road

She’d taken a part time job at the local bank so juggling her kids activities and her job were required just to take in more than they owed

Purchases were mainly for food, clothes for the kids and to keep the lights burning

A new wardrobe for herself was out of the question but wearing a new sweater over her three year old dress would would stay in budget for what they were earning

No, she hasn’t been to Europe but a four day weekend in Panama City would be a real treat

What was once a spur of the moment, beer fueled getaway would now be considered a luxurious retreat

So this so called birthing person trudges on in her daily grind but wouldn’t trade her life for any other

Because in spite of the scraped knees, teachers conferences and any number of sweltering ball games she is still proud to call herself a mother

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