2020…The Year of the Virus

It was just January 2020 yesterday

Where have all the months gone?

How come I am finding myself

In the January of 2021’s dawn?

The Year of the Virus will stay

In decay, dismay, and delay

In empty school hallways

In deserted city pathways and

Unending home working days

In the absent paydays

And deserted Cafes

It will continue to stay

 In the changed world order

Adjustments, accommodations

And shock absorbers

No, the year of the virus cannot go

It has to show

The years to come

Their tomorrow.

“There was a Year of the virus

A long time ago

Of warning and confusion

What a combo!”