Our Great Dying Poem by James McLain

To many of us world wide, still hide like
The cock roaches,
Trying to survive this world
Wide pandemic.

Our children have been placed in harms
Way,
To carry this virus home to our most vulnerable.

My opinion is that by forcing minimum wage
Workers back to work to soon has a rising price.
Here in Saint Petersburg the protesters were arrested
And held without bond.
The head judge conspired with the sheriff to give
Them no bond for their part in the protest.

And soon the country will experience mass evictions and
Foreclosures at a rate never seen before.
Children on the street's homeless ripped from the homes
Through no fault of their own, who will step up and help them?

No economy, an active pandemic and forty five hundred
Death's a day.
How can the racist vote for a man who is killing your woman
And children?
There are still healthy fish to be caught.