dear ms. rona - some behind the scenes insight and tea
dear ms. rona
hey bitch.
but before we read, let’s get one thing straight miss thang
when I say bitch
I don’t mean biiiitch
for when the tea is hot
or even biiitch
for when you spy a juicy thot
no honey, I mean bitch
as in bitch
who do you think you are
running ‘round leaving scars
hmm?
now that that’s been settled
welcome back to my YouTube channel
and let the dragging of covid commence
lookie here bitch
you come into my house
where you weren’t invited
crash on my couch
and made people short-sighted
i will never forget the toilet paper
cmon y’all
we're all in this together
once we know that we are
we’re all stars
and we see that
flaws you ignited
violence you incited
the world is set aflame
are you happy
are you proud?
honey, you should be ashamed
you’re not that cute
your hair’s uneven
ya look dusty
ain’t nobody want you
you can’t sit with us you dusty musty crusty troll
the gall.
the audacity.
you really think you run things ‘round here
but the human spirit is resilient
we will give you respect but not fear
we will not be defeated
we will not cower, stand back and hide
but what we will do
is stay our ass inside
pandemics do not permit racism.
With all of the free time that I've had on my hands, I felt that the best use of my time was getting into producing more art and working on exercising the creative part of my brain that I'd neglected for such a long time. and so, I've been writing a lot more poetry and been working on my novice makeup skills. And thus, this project was born.Now, I am in no way trying to trivialize the incredible weight that COVID-19 has had and is going to continue to have on our society but I really needed an outlet to work out the more negative feelings I had towards the virus in a way that wasn't just me shouting into the void. I was really easy to feel like I was throwing my feelings at a brick wall so I decided to take myself just a little less seriously and let myself have fun with dragging the coronavirus. The original version of this poem was a lot less jovial and kinda just made me feel bad while writing it so I scrapped it and started fresh to find this.
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