Jolly Hot
July hot like an oven
And I am not loving
Another model for quarantine has set in
It's about control
The body or parts of us
As we move outside but
We are still under another type of control
The face
Your neighbor or friends
Don’t trust
You trusts the ones
That you don’t know
The fall is coming
And I am afraid cause
The ones you trust
Are speaking about a second wave
When was there ever a first wave
To quarantine or not to quarantine
That is the question
Copyright © Mel Brake | Year Posted 2020
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