Lockdown 1
My days start late and end early
Locked in the house
Slumped on the couch
I feel weary
I can’t step out because of fear
Fear of the police and the disease
They say I should wear a mask when I walkout
But it’s so tight I can’t let a breath out
And when I hear someone cough somewhere
In a panic, I look over there
Wondering is this my day?
Or from the virus will I escape?
And head back home
Or will I end up locked up in a dome?
For days till the virus fades.
#poetry #poem #writing #COVID19 #Coronavirus
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