Year 2020; Resounding Uproar:

Death of an era,

No, flapper styles

Or feather headdresses

A resounding uproar

Of a stay at home order

No, bathtub Jin

A lot of staying in

What a world to raise a kid in

A resounding uproar

Of polemic proportions

Over wearing a face mask in public

Non medical personnel

Looking all professional

No, bootleg bottle of moonshine

However massive amount of hand sanitizer,

Consumption

My motivation lacks gumption

Every place one goes in and out

Arrows to follow on the grocery store

Is like the longest game of uno

To and fro

Curbside pick up for takeout

Half a year schools closed for the year-

Workers jobs downsized

Six months of living

In uncertainty, anxiety, and fear

Essential workers “only”

A mother does her best to comfort her child

To put her fear at ease

Her open-ended answers do not appease

There is no rent freeze,

As unemployment rises

And the CDC informs citizens,

With statistical lies

How much more self-reliance must each state endure?

Before we have a vaccine,

Hell a cure!

At what cost will isolation

Strain mental health

Covid -19 is not just upper respiratory,

It does not evaporate in sunlight

The virus is systemic,

Just like the body,

Does not function in starvation mode

The damage done to the heart cannot be undone

Globally, people do not reap,

Any benefits

ONLY thing,

Cut down with a scythe,

Is a person’s life expectancy

The reaper of death visits me

Please administration

Interject

Fear wears off,

Grief sets in.

Entertaining a child inside,

Is like paying to watch a movie,

While the projectionist burns a hole

in the reel

Unsure of how to feel

Nothing will go back to how it was,

Society has morphed

No zombies, just emotionally numb living beings

Protesters accosted

Tossed into unmarked vans

School reopens,

Helpful teachers,

pour out their heart and souls

Students interact via tell-a conferences

A mother, reassures her daughter

You are safe, this virus won’t last much longer.

Parent admires her child’s ability to adapt;

To societal expectations

Death of an era,

No, flapper styles

Or feather headdresses

A resounding uproar

No, time to process,

Or think over

Just react

Daughter’s question to her mother-

No not, are we there yet?

Her question burns her hands,

like fresh cuts,

coated with hand sanitizer

Mom, when is this pandemic going to be over?