Riding as fast as I can
To outrun the ignorance
Of being this creature called man
Outrunning the trap
Of a mind wrapped in fear
Insignificant and small
I watch as wealth changes hands
Power restructuring itself
While people hide at home
Buried in politics
Bombarded by fear
No-one really understands
What’s happening here
Isolation willingly accepted
The reprogramming begins
Days turn to weeks, to months
Company’s crumble
Not just a few, but a whole bunch
Loss of freedom and control
Quickly turning into acceptance
As people rush to feed
From the governments bowl
I refuse to accept
The crumbs from the table
I will ride like hell
As long as I am able
My physical and financial power
May be insignificant and small
With no ability to impact
The unseen hands at work
But my spiritual power
Walked thru deaths wall
So I enter my closet
Put on the Armour
Position myself in prayer
And see myself grow stronger
E.A.Fussell
04.05.2020
E. A. Fussell 