We went back into our homes one day,
Closed the doors behind us and drawing the curtains,
Cowering away from a new serial killer we could not see.
We stayed in for a few days,
Learning how to speak in different languages,
We got creative and played new games,
And then baked and ate it all.
The days grew into each other,
And slowly became stretchy bubblegum weeks,
We monitored the daily numbers,
Until the numbers made us numb,
So we got brave and ventured outdoors,
We said it was to buy essentials but really it was to shake the cabin fever.
We began to suffer Zoom fatigue,
And Teams exhaustion,
We began to flaunt the rules,
Or thought they didn’t apply to us,
We started to find a new normal,
But still we asked “When is this all going to be over”.
We worried about the economy,
And wondered if the outside missed us,
Then the news of a colleague at work,
Outbreaks at the local pharmacy or a hospital we may use.
The numbers that had numbed us suddenly gave us new reasons to fear,
When would we get the message of a brother or a sister,
And would our four new friends with their catchy tune begin to draw near?