Virus, protestors violent, race riots and
It’s just July, outcries, the demons would have
Me write about this surge of house flies, I stand,
A dried brown scorpion corpse on the floor, halve
Here, harmless severed stinger there, away, grand
Guardian angel keep me, I look up and laugh
For Christ’s Cross keeps the devil’s face under,
Over watchful eyes of my heavenly Mother.
Gary Edward Geraci