Being on pension I lost my freedom to think
for myself and act as I please, decide what
to do, where to go, what to say: Politics –
religion, philosophy, watering the garden
Replacing my stolen bicycle, buying a new
car to have it under guarantee - of course:
Being on pension I lost the ability to think,
period; I became an automaton: yes dear,
No dear, really dear, how wonderful dear!
HE says when we go on holiday, where &
how, when to water the garden, when we
go to the boot sale, what we watch on TV
As Covid 19 decrees simply no socialising
I do as He says for peace and prosperity,
for ice-cream & driving down to the Cape
and visiting – I’m growing into an Alaskan
Survivor; become a cannibal or be eaten
by others: Since I prefer being eaten to
eating human beings - as cannibalism
gives me the jitters - I’m eaten alive
And cheer my own demise…
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