Richman in His Summer Home

Picture a bright blue ball spinning dizzy with eternity. Paint in some clouds and sea and call it home to you and me. Now watch as the ball revolves and the night time falls, again the hunt begins again the blood wind calls. While the wild fire of the plague ravage our bright blue ball that we call home. By and By the darkness never goes from some men's eyes. Selling guns instead of food today. Shipping power-powders back and forth. Black (gun powder/oil) goes south and White (cocaine) comes north. In a whole world full of petty wars. Singing I've got mine and you you've got yours. The current fashion sets the pace, (to wear the mask or not to not to wear the mask that is the question) loose your step fall out of grace. Have you got your mask? Don't fall out of grace. The rich man in his summer home singing just leave well enough alone..He's got a mask fool. But it's not too late his cover is blown, and Its all too clear...We are ON OUR OWN! Now given that we are on our own. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, and the capitalist are capitalizing on the cure and face masks. So buckle up and hang on for there is a story and history being forged right here before your eyes today. I also suspect that one Jared K. is some how making sure the "right" people are getting the help they need with the government contracts being handed out. But first we need to create some real demand.