Saturday 21 November 2020

Stolen

 

Stolen

 

 

They didn't get wed

To make their pledge

They can't even make

Any plans ahead,

Their dream honeymoon

By the sea with sand dunes

They've had to suspend.

And they can't go far

And cannot apprehend

That they're not immune.

 

You stole a much-loved brother,

A very young mother.

The news is sad

The news is bad

It's driving us mad.

Someone else on this earth

Has just lost their granddad.

You're stealing our lives,

A much-cherished wife,

A child of a lad,

The best of a dad.

 

We're all running scared

We're all petrified!

We just want our loved ones

To be by our side.

It's spread far and wide

Affecting all of mankind,

It's not even safe

To walk in the countryside.

We were not prepared

And no one's been spared.

 

Our routines and wellbeing -

You haven't stopped stealing!

You've changed everything.

Our jobs have been lost.

There are unthinkable costs!

Folks living on a shoestring.

You've robbed and taken

Like a worldwide break-in;

We're nervous and shaking,

Don't want to be taken.

 

No holidays,

No fun days of play,

It's all gone sideways

The sun's lost its rays.

Stay in your dwelling

And how long this will last

There is no way of telling.

We just want this all over

And not it to takeover

But it's spreading so fast.

 

We want to be with our kin

We want to know how they've been

But to hold them close

Is an immortal sin.

We want to visit our mates -

Go on some dates

And after all these months

We've had enough on our plates.

We just want this virus

To be put in the bin.

 

Copyright Linda Lawrence

 November 2020

 

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