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Mar 2020
Alarms, timers, sirens
The tick tock threads of life
Weaving rhythm through our day
Pain, joy, and strife

Familiar with the melody
To pause would be a felony
Attuned to all the chaos
Never silent, never rest

For what are we without routine
What are we without the steady
In a world of constant change
Off book we just aren’t ready

A flicker here, a flicker there
He fixed his car, she changed her hair
Nothing new, nothing bold
Nothing to change the ways of old

Continue, continue on this path of comfort
Til struck with fear we halt our marches
Downfalls one, then another
Screams of terror, others mutter

Real or fake this nightmare spread
Parties crashed, no couples wed
Stores ravaged, panic led
Leading down to something...dead?

Come together, storm to weather
Shame our leaders
Blame our neighbors

Hide and pray soap will save the day
Let no guards stand in their way

With tubes of white and instant bowls
Bunker down and close the schools

With our timers and our alarms
We stay afloat
But it will be sirens
That sink the boat.
Ivy Davenport
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     Carlo C Gomez
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