Being human is to be alert. To leave the house is to be alert.
So to “BE ALERT” seems like stating the obvious. I agree, we
need to be alert, all of us. Maybe we need to be alert to how life
and politics actually works. The highs and lows of society and how
we are born into places and positions from which many of us cannot
escape.
BORISOVAH
By Randall Stephen Hall ©
Be alert, don’t be a loof-ah
Be a Bert, don’t be a tube-ah.
Be a Rosie be a Jim
Don’t be too fat
Don’t be too thin.
Be on watch and be on call
Be around in case she falls.
In case he cries, lost in the mist
Dementia wounds and needs a kiss.
Be a-lert a Bossanova
We’re living in wee Borisovah.
Covid counts as round it goes
Alert we sleep, in rough repose.
Bandaged, masked and prepped in plastic.
To just survive . . .
Fucking fantastic!
We’ll be alert, we’ll be at ease
We’ll wake each day, the news we’ll see.
Abstracting numbers on distant screens
Empty streets, just dis-dancing.
Be alert and be elastic
Donald Trump he’s so Tan-Fastic!
It’s good to know he’s got our backs
Will those wee voters
Ever let him back?
So be alert to here right now
Locked in like fossils
Amber resin rows.
We’re looking out
To when it’s ov-vah
We’ll still be living
In Borisovah.
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