Independent And Nonjudgemental Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I have a Constitional right.
And entitled as documented,
To perform activities.
Done to choose,
When, where and whatever I do...
To enjoy as I see fit.
Regardless of a virus.
Social distance to keep it.
Or a rumored nonsense,
Of a faked pandemic.

-Death replies.
Without explanation.
Or alibis to hear.
With excuses made to be heard.-

"Incredible.
And stunning.
With jaw dropping awe.
A little over dramatic.
Yet...
Captivating.
I admire your bravery.
Along with your vision.
To perceive yourself a hero.

However...
Where I come from the dumb ones stay,
How should I put this?
Oh yes.
Permanently adapting to adjust to silence.
Like many who lay,
Incapable to rely upon...
Delusion to fantasize.
Comic book heros to imitate.
Or folks cheering on,
A stupidity to impress.

Especially...
In the face of death with warning threats.
To believe I am on a mission,
Bearing a list,
Of the ones who have been picked...
Exceptions! "

You don't scare me!

"Scare you? !
I've come hoping to awaken,
Your unconscious butt up."

And you are a representative from Heaven?
Talking to me like that! ?

"Heaven?
Look...
I may have stated,
An admiration for your delusions.
But...
I am DEATH.
Where you go after my work is done,
No recommendations do I make.
Consider me...
Independent.
Although reliable to deliver.
At anytime.
And...
To either side!
You 'feel me? You catch my drift? "