It Is What It Is Poem by Francie Lynch
It Is What It Is
Rating: ★5.0
I sneezed into my elbow
At the grocery store;
All who were present turned,
Gasped and hit the floor,
As though I'd shot a gun.
I coughed in my elbow
While I was walking home;
The sidewalk cleared across the street,
As though I'd dropped a bomb.
While I was at my bank today,
Four masked men pushed through the door.
Who notices them anymore.
Thursday, March 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sickness,social behaviour,social comment,virus
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6/2/2024 7:18:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
In times like these, a little levity goes a very long way. Thanks for this wonderfully humorous poem. I love that you left the humour right to the very end.