1984/2020

Do they know the game they play
With such capricious policies,
Ungrounded in the truths we find
Essential to democracies?

To kill by lockdown those unfilled
By "viral load," they murder those
Who would have been essential in
Our fighting economic lows

Of country, state, and family
So as to bring prosperity--
A true prosperity of all,
Not of the social bourgeoisie.

But here we go into decay
To live and die under the state
Of death, as slaves we breathe our last,
Resolved to learn that Love is Hate

And War is Peace, that Slaves are Free--
Free from all outside tyranny--
And those inside asymptomatic--
Carriers who no longer see

The Image clear--Imago Dei--
With faces masked and censored voice
That speaks with muffled, muted breath
Against crescendoed Marxist noise:

"We will not pledge allegiance to another,
For none could be as worthy as Big Brother."