There's an unjust story being written as we speak, yet so many would rather remain asleep.
I see it from their point of view, part of me would like to just sleep through.
But the part of me that cares too much that just wants to open your mind a touch.
For you to see through my own eyes the truth that's there, in disguise.
Hidden by the ones that say, this, is the only way. 😔♥️

a poem by my better half. Echoes me trying to stop my mum from getting the covid vaccine to no avail