Passport to Hell
What a beautiful day
as I walk down the street
holding my Covid passport
waving It to everybody I meet
I am feeling high
no one can touch me
I am flying
over land and sea
What was really the point
running scared, from a really fat joint
now I am feeling like a new man
new DNA a new strand
Once a man born of our maker
now a man born of Frankenstein the Dr
happily being pumped into my blood
a poisonous serum not of God
Christians quoting the bible
with truth It states
God created us In his own Image
and we cannot serve two Gods
But for the love of money
and travel to
I sold my soul
like so many of you.
Now I can rely solely on myself
to feed and clothe me In these times
to shop and to drink without fear
as the end they say Is drawing near
what a beautiful day
as I walk down the street
holding my Covid passport
waving It to everyone I meet.
Last edited by Chard72; 04-14-2021 at 12:28 PM.
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