Litany of the Lost

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Bottle banks are full while churches are empty.
Amazon is blossoming as hairdressers and pubs go bust.
Face masks and latex gloves, instead of high heels and summer dresses.
Bums glued to seats and eyes fixed to screens, whilst football boots hang motionless on hooks.
Netflix devoured in silence as guitars and drums scream out to be heard.
The old grow lonelier, as the young forego their youth and grow lonelier still.
Chemtrails grow fewer and fainter, as worry lines grow darker and deeper.
Truth fades from memory as propaganda paints a new reality.
Politicians speak words as nebulous as candy floss as people greedily consume them.
Fear is nourished. Hope is rationed. Pertinent questions are starved before birth.
Illness and cancer disappear to make way for an ancient foe of dubious virility.
Sciences regresses as Galileo’s telescope goes unused again.
Bernaith smiles and catches his sneeze to protect the house of cards.
The world is closed…. but McDonalds is open.

I don't know if that is the correct title or where it came from, or who wrote it or what it is based on, if anything