oh days, those days that weren’t so long ago the days we lived our lives, the days we didn’t know.
oh days, those days we sat together, unphased –
by the idea of being apart never, not once thinking
this is only the start
oh days, those days we were tourists without fear
coming and going as we pleased
back into the arms of those dear.
oh days, those days we loved to explore places without bounds --
the wilderness at its core.
now, that the national parks closed their doors
we’re forced to take virtual tours
from the indoors.
TSA checks were for
catching bombs and lies
to uncover disguises draped with demise
today, we slip through,
no one asks why.
it’s like people think this virus spreads
through eye-contact so, we follow the ground
and never look back
friends? family? want to see them once more?
don’t worry, that’s what zoom calls are for.
But forget the hug Or a first handshake
Instead, type in the chat box
it’s the safest way to relate
wear a mask in public
before it’s too late a drop of the virus
will decide your fate
first it was the elderly, then the immunocompromised.
don’t you people get it? this virus doesn’t discriminate
by any shape or size
we’ve surpassed 50,000 deaths the news says there’ll be much more
what life is left to live when you don’t know what for?
how many lies will it take to come to some kind of truth?
Because the only one I’ve come to know is the life we knew is over — ahead is something new.
First Wuhan, then Thailand
What’s there to fear?
America’s exceptional,
people die to come here
Oh days, those days are long-gone memories
of the America we loved
before a mass quarantine
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