Saturday, 15 August 2020

The Hunt is On!

OK, it's weird, the world's not right
Harsh restrictions our lives blight
We suntan but with faces white
In sweaty mask ...
Too leery to troll round the sales
Too hot to hike on nature trails
The Grand-Place flower carpet fails!
What next? We ask...

Day travel in this August heat
In crowded trains without a seat
With beach police on sandy beat
Does not inspire;
Our social bubble shrunk to five
To keep our joie de vivre alive
We dine al fresco to survive
And still perspire!

Hunt for a vaccine now dictated
Frantic research syncopated
Commercial profit keenly waited
But for whom?
Though worldwide people are at pains
To find a cure for COVID strains
The bald and ugly fact remains
Few answers loom!

(c) Poet in the woods 2020




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