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Artist JoeMac
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Corona

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2020 was like a earth sized version of the Maury show, I waited for the results to see was I responsible for this madness caused, and then came the card, when it comes to baby Corona, JoeMac, you are not the father, oh , I wanted to run around on stage and then through the crowd, high fiving s who on any other day I would probably avoid, I watched baby girl take off backstage and I swear for the life of y’all, that hallway is 100 yards long before they even reach that couch, but then I looked at baby corona, sitting their lonesome, and I realized how much the virus of human life can cause social distancing amongst two people who once came together to create, fathers keep a minimum distance of 10 feet from the tree that sprouted in the garden they planted a seed in, but on the flip side, some mothers remain in permanent quarantine, keep would be daddies away at all times, saying for the safety of MY child, we will remain in house, purposely locking daddy out when he tryna put food in his baby’s mouth, and now we have a pandemic, stay at home orders have been put in place while only essential workers are deemed necessary, but a virus needs a host to be carried in, so what do you tell a baby, when both their hosts have lysoled them and covered up their mouths, just so they can avoid respiration to put them in the best possible situation, now that baby merely sits on top of a surface feeling worthless, just hoping someone can come by and rub their hands against em, put em to their face so they can embrace security for the first time, maybe even put their hands in their mouths so they can taste love instead of baby food and hell, maybe I’ll touch that virus and wipe my own damn eyes and become blind to the bull of not raising someone who didn’t ask to be here, see fear is not COVID-19, fear is that child being locked up by 19 because no one gave a *** about em after nine months, cause you were too busy arguing about a vaccine, so that baby became the common ground means for injections in court, child support, fights over visitation rights, and after all those legal fights and petty nights, the vaccine has done more damn damage than the virus ever could, so now, lockdown, no more gatherings of 10, even though some gatherings of two have been shown to be more dangerous, yes its a chinese virus, a black virus, a white virus, a mexican virus, dear virus, I’m sorry so many took precautions to avoid you, cause in the end, you are one of the biggest blessings to be infected with, they say you cause respiratory issues and problems, but only that you love more than yourself can take you breath away, they say you sometimes take 14 days to manifest, and I’ll proudly be too weak if that means you will become my strength, they say...cough...cough...cough...I might have to die for you, but isn’t that what a parent is supposed to do  

 

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