Another Kind of Lockdown
Endless rain and black clouds
Stretching as far as the eyes can see
So many weekends ruined
Another new kind of lockdown
It must be some kind of joke
With the way this year has been
It must be Nature's warped humour
We know it really is not funny
But we will survive this too
And maybe we will laugh at the end of it all
© Poem – XII/X/MMXXI
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2021
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