It's Always Something Poem by Francie Lynch
It's Always Something
Good people pray for you.
Lend you a hand.
Attest for you.
Bad people prey on you.
Lay their paws on you.
Detest you.
It may take time to rise from this nightmare.
It's not something we ate,
Or something forced down our collective throats,
Like Kool-Aide.
Soon, we'll start the real body count,
And when all this ends,
It will begin again,
And the circle is unbroken.
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