The New Normal Poem by Chip Rice

Yes it's almost over and we are moving out the woods
But I still wear my mask and I social distance
And I play by all the rules
But I am getting tired also
I will not take any chances
I refuse to follow the crowd or the majority
Let them leap off the cliff I'll watch them
They look at me strange sometimes
Why am I still wearing my mask
Even to the mail box or to lock my car
This feels like being in a sci-fi movie
That will never end
But it's when the storm is the darkest
It's when you can't see your way out
Then all of the sudden a small glint
And then more and more and more
And at the end of the tunnel of despair
Burns the light of HOPE.