Panic buying
shoppers vying
People lying
not complying
They’re so greedy
others needy
No chips or bread
kids can’t be fed
There’s no pasta
pure disaster
No toilet rolls
For ‘our souls’
Pushers shovers
think of others!
We have been in lockdown for a little over a week, there was mass panic buying before the actual lockdown was implemented and the shelves were stripped bare as if by locusts in a field, it was 3 days before I was able to get a loaf of bread. Now everything is in stock and I've not had to queue for long with more than 3 people in front of me
01/15/21
Your problems are you; the beaten who stay.
The rich who won't help you and the shovers who prey.
Your problems are you who roar to the street
When pavement's not listening and people won't greet
Your problems are you who shy like a coward
when fear's coming at you as you can't be bothered.
Your problems are you who can't feel the heart
when feelings thrown at you are feelings apart.
Your problems are you who can't seem to change
When waiting inately means nothing will change.
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