Strange Times Poem by Nazreen Sansoni

Strange Times



Strange times
a virus is borne
in a country old
Far East
Everyone knows

Played havoc with our lives,
The infection, strong
Many people die
All over the world
Lockdown for
Two years
Wicked. Unheard.

Social ramifications
Unbelievable thoughts
Nursing staff
Absolutely fraught
Too many sick
No beds to have
Dr's catch infection
No time for isolation

Hospitals: full to the brim
Two years of this and life is grim
Now an economic downturn
Russia and Ukraine
Don't forget SRI LANKA
the game Dire?

lines of cars
Stand in a queue
Sometimes for hours

We stay in our bubble
Get things done
Fights are common
No place to run

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