It is a
bright morning
There is a
plane flying overhead, though the city is quiet
There is a
robin chirping in the tree outside my window
My lady is
working at loom, weaving on a hoop
Kitty is
begging for butter
Seventy thousand
Americans will have died
From complications
due to COVID-19
By the end
of today
The news is
increasingly grim
There are
politicians telling us to prepare
Be ready to
lose more
Americans
must be ready to sacrifice
Like they
did in World War II
This time we
march into the jaws of a faceless beast
To feed an economy,
that is hungry for our lives
As valuable
as kibble, scattered on the floor
