Encaged and Enraged
I am encaged and enraged.
Have not been inside a store since February.
It is almost Christmas. Not that it matters.
The pandemic is worse than ever.
Fear keeps me trapped.
In a house with one other.
I am a lioness ready to rip the old lion apart.
He is wise enough to hide in his room most of the day.
Thank God for that.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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