Pandemic Poem

 But some people felt trapped and alone

They felt they were in prison instead of at home.

They could not work so their money ran out.

They began to get angry at the people about.

The government borrowed to give them a hand

But the little money offered ran through fingers like sand

They had to borrow more money fresh from a bank 

“I cannot imagine how I’ll pay this all back”

“Is my job gone forever” they silently feared

“The business I worked for has disappeared !”

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