Plague Poems on Nostr: My grandfather’s favorite words of advice were: don’t let the bastards grind you ...

My grandfather’s
favorite words of advice
were: don’t let the bastards
grind you down.
And I’ve tried to follow that
really, I have tried, but between
the crisis and the catastrophe
and the plague and the bastards
I am finding it very difficult
not to be ground into nothing.