Feeling a bit of depression this morning
It’s just sucky tiring, this world of man
‘Cause a browse of the morning news w/my coffee
left me with the dregs of a kind of despair
at the sheer volume of man’s pernicious fickleness
So many activities at cross-currents
and unending hints of looming disasters
here there and everywhere!
A worldwide horror story
Where pundits on both the left and right
Would have me believe, of course
One or another damnable scenario
It’s either the infectious bat cuisine delicacies
In some far away meat market
Wherein the locals have dined for decades
And never ever brought down the entire world
Or it’s the alternate and very plausible theory
that experimental coronaviruses
At some lab escaped – or were released into-
The WWWW- the whole wide wacky world!
So this morning I fume, I fight the fear
I pray to Jah
To please blow His trumpets of deliverance!
As I full-well know that, look
Bats have lived among us for millennia,
Merely hanging out in their dank caves
when they weren’t flying about
feeding, pollinating, doing their jobs
within the rhythms of our natural world
And that, on the other hand
I well know that there’re conscienceless men
who invade the bat’s cavernous lairs
and take gobs of microbe & virus-laden muck
back to their secret-potion labs
of nefarious going-ons
And for what purpose?
Well, I hate to imagine
But posh on all my worrying about this!
Let me turn to the comics section for a
Distracting daily chuckle
Because…of course….it’s those batty bats!