Safety in numbers?

Its 7 o'clock time to hit snooze

Sleep of the hours, what do we loose 

The time

The money

The help from our friends

Im safe here at home but my wits are on ends

Started away but now in my county 

Anybodys head is up for this bounty

My neighbor is sick, 

My friend 

My mom 

The count is so high its hard to stay calm 

So wash your hands and hear the pleads 

Tread lightly my dear, This is Covid- 19

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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