The Year Of The Vax

They were nice as hell but

I knew damn well

It wasn’t going to last.

Shit was changing fast.

It was all about my past

They said.

If I don’t listen up

I’m dead.

And I can’t wear a mask

Instead.

And shit is bad, it’s now

Code red.

If you can feel, then

Feel the dread.

Keep that mask on

A level head.

Nodding slightly.

I politely

Sidestep the NPC’s.

I move when they yell freeze!

Gliding lightly through the darkness.

Stepping tranceless as to harness

Every sound of discontent.

Watching closely those hell bent

On my destruction.

I don’t give them.

This year of my permission.