We thought that we were surfing high
In terms of progress,
home and dry
But is a crashing
Third Wave nigh?
Such news is
stark;
Flotsam and
Jetsam in Life’s seas
What we thought
was a light breeze
Now brings us
once more to our knees
From spark to
dark!
Attempts to
make plans on warm days
Believing in a
brighter phase
Reminds us that
contagion stays
On touchline
still;
The vaccination
figures rise
But some refuse
it – is that wise?
The Government,
caught out, still tries
Third Wave to
kill…
Belgium’s
neighbours turn the screw
It seems the
safest thing to do
As crowds on
sunny days accrue
In public
places
They flaunt the
rules when they’ve a mind
Hating social lives confined
To just one
household at a time
Hence - brand
new cases !
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
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