When Life Was Just a Bowl of Cherries

When life was just a bowl of cherries
Less people going full blown crazy.
Mass shootings unheard of then.
Fathers not shooting wives and kids.
Countless people not on illegal drugs.
No rampant suicides among children.
Nobody confused about their gender.
Everybody able to define a woman.
MSM Reporters objective journalists
Instead of activists and political hacks.
Nobody infected with the woke virus.
A near utopia compared to the chaos
Of these modern screwed up days.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride exercise bike 60 minutes daily. Kundalini energy rising since age 27, began writing poetry October 2023. Pisces, which may be why I have fish for pets, read and listened to many NDEs, Shared Death Visions, and Death Bed Visions, see death as the awakening of a lifetime and the ultimate relocation. View all posts by BobBoyd