These Dayz

White gloves and surgical masks

mark the dark ages of our day.

News casts and media folk say

“Stay at home, stay six feet away”.

No job, no life, no hope

It’s a hurricane view for most.

Currency is no longer green

But white squares on a roll.

The world was headed up

Now we’re at a standstill.

Ghost towns in a world

Now filled with fear.

Like we broke down in a

car and we can’t steer.

Flat tires, fumes rise,

and the night nears.

No mechanic in sight,

Staying right here;

The motto of the season

maybe even for a year.

All from a virus that debuted

To the world as its main-stage,

It was only a drop that

turned into a tsunami wave.

And now,

To it,

We all obey.

But there always two halves to a coin.

Focus on one and you’ll miss the point.

Sunny days are great yeah,

But rain is what helps us grow fast.