Apocalypse Now
The streets are deserted,
not a single soul is about
even the winos and street bums
are nowhere to be seen.
There are no cars on the road
or any planes in the air
it’s so eerily quiet
you can even hear a pin drop.
We’ve all finished panic buying
and capsuled ourselves within our homes,
peering cautiously out of the windows
of our temporary prisons
as now and again
an ambulance screams by
- With a police car in tow,
to pick up another casualty
of this virus we cannot see.
It’s Apocalypse Now
as nightly
the government reels off the latest grim
figures,
the health workers are working flat out
- and so also are the undertakers!
Nobody can see an end in sight
and we can only pray
the virus doesn’t claim us next.
Copyright © Tony Ogunlowo | Year Posted 2023
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