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Photo by Ben Maguire on Unsplash

You are seen in families from all social, ethnic, racial, educational and religious backgrounds;
You are there in towns, suburbs, rural area, and cities;
Your frequency and severity are equal across the board
Once you get an inch you take a mile.
You rub everyone the wrong way;
You know how to arouse attention;
You are not welcome, nor invited by any;
You have hidden agendas.
I am no longer vulnerable to you
You have no limits, nor show favoritism;
You turned those close to me against me;
You are no different than this coronavirus.

I used you and encountered you in the streets.

You don’t have an excuse for what you did,
You and only you are the blame,
You don’t even have self-control — what made you think
you could control others?
No wonder you are without, I know you inside and out.

 
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Kenneth Moore

Kenneth Moore writes the following about himself: I was born and raised in Los Angeles, California, to Kathy Robinson and Kenneth Moore, senior. I am African-American and the youngest of three boys. I’ll go to my youthful offender parole hearing in 2027. I am pleased to announce a new book by Kenneth Moore, which you can read or download for free at www.PrisonsFoundation.org. I had one of my poems published in a book entitled “Silent Screams: Poems from Uncharted Territory,” copyright by Dr. Unique Shaw-Smith.