Let me tell you about the boy who got lost in the news

He had fiery eyes, beautiful ebony skin and tiny balls of wool for hair

He spent most days shirtless, with ribs begging to be counted

But his skin, oh his skin was magic – glistening under the scorching sun begging to be kissed

At 9p.m, the boy with glistening skin and fiery eyes had no face

All they could do was say his name and move to virus news at hasty pace

It was curfew time, why did he sit on his balcony?

To watch them protect and serve – spraying bullets in the virus infested air at 7p.m

Where I am from bullets in the air kill faster than any virus

Fuelled by fear, oiled by greed

and boys with glistening skin get lost in the news

Stay home, they say

Lest they take you farthest from home at your expense

Let me tell you about the boy who got lost in the news

Who will put his killers on trial for fighting a pandemic with their guns?


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