A Mighty Pandemic

Sitting at the Restaurant table with my muzzle Trying to unravel this brand new puzzle Pieces strewn across the table Some fit well and some are trouble Where do we fit into this maze How long will it take to raise this haze That has settled across this Globe Of man made woes and man made blunders How can we hide away from this craze The things we crave for the things we own Has hit us hard and so we moan We are forced to change our tone We have opened up the flood gates Washing our hands with nature’s might Keeping up the fight within our sight For this is a wave of a mighty Pandemic.