COVID Continues

Writing Location: My Studio Flat in London

This is probably really bad poetry but it is there most succinct way of expressing my feelings at the moment.

California is now purple.

London is in Tier 3.

But people still gather,

I see groups in the street.

The body count is rising.

Young and old are getting sick.

But people won’t wear a mask,

Or stay home and watch Netflix.

I’d like to blame the White House,

We all know Trump’s tricks.

But Covid fatigue and fake news,

Have made people rather thick.

They don’t remember to distance,

So families have to stay apart.

Thanksgiving is coming soon,

And many can’t go home.

I get asked “Why not go? It’s safe to fly.”

And I think, “If you don’t know, we still have so long to go.”