In June I’ll have a different attitude.

I’ll float above the lanes just like The Dude.

I’ll take the doc’s advice, and try to be real nice,

and cut way down on time in which I brood.

Of course, the world will have to play its part.

Corona has come back now with a shart.

India and now Brazil are targeted for viral kill.

Good news still has to find a place to start.

In June, perhaps, crowds will be back in parks.

The independence crowd will hoard its sparks.

Maybe a Broadway play will open up some day.

And vaccine doses will hit all their marks.

We’ll put aside our masks and see some faces,

and go back once again to risky places.

We’ll work on gun control, and murder of the soul,

to try to cut down on cop killer cases.

By June’s end, there’ll be summer in our hearts,

to realign our lives in fits and starts.

With Biden at the wheel, a lot of people feel

this comeback could be simply off the charts.

But, don’t forget this fact: The Dude abides.

There’s got to be some merging on both sides.

If white supremacy continues, sea to sea,

there’ll be no way across our great divides.