This was typed, written into existence
Unknowingly careening to an immovable instance
Felt the clutches seething with intentional malice
Pretextual callousness evading solitude
Volatility elude the procluding actions
Numbness was an actor supporting impending decrepitude
And they say the vaccine is safe as cups of caffeine
Stacking govermental dollars in wayward vaults...laughing
I became the poster for non believers
Non seekers of truthful outcomes, ignorant beseechers
In God we trust yet we blame him for the obvious
Ominous lobbing of logs to stoke flames burning calmness
Drama is the stage and shield that leaves protectionless
Commonality and compassion is on the rejection list
I'm an Infektionist moving blindly and directionless
Losing the ability to feel reality seeking correctiveness
Falling to the insurrection of rejecting my saviour's hand
Craving endings, subtraction wasn't the claimnant's plan
Half present, I'm wheel bound to second guess
Integrated test yell lies to what they profess
To go from normalcy to this delicate statehood
Doesn't make conceptual sense to makeshifted timelines
Doctors scrammbling to revive my "make good"
Respecting origins of medicines, reconstructing confines
Blackness overcomes with loss of rhythm
Shocking recovery's omnipotence to revoke this schism
Returning to the living, answers are aloft
Resulting cranial blockage was eventually stopped
Though the result doesn't attest to the process
Especially when evidence confirms another culprit
Gateleepers closing access to the obvious
The truth will only be revealed to cloths of the pulpit
So i sit with remnants of what wasn't disclosed
Fearing prolonging danger it would definately impose
Even tearing the typewritten given sentence
Leaves me ambulatory minus use of two digits
Must be fitting, add my name up and that what's in use
Dissiminating this instance, thankful and abused