Twenty twenty...
Well, that was a shit show!
A year of unbearable woe
A car crash in slow mo
Fast forward, please
We need to see the wood through the trees
Fuck this infectious disease!
20/20 my visions clear
But all I'm seeing is fear
Can we sing out, a loud Happy New Year?
Twenty twenty...
Seriously, have you finished with your shit?
We can't take another gut punch hit
I'm sick of it
Always ends in tiers
Let us take the wheel
Steer into a better new year!
Thanks For Reading,
Happy New Year.
Peace, Love and Poetry.
Kyle.
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