Our world today’s a different place than a year ago.
We could all walk our main streets, eat and see a show.
We could drive our cars across state lines and return when we choose.
Now we’re quarantined with two more weeks to lose.
We could go to stores, say hello and smile at all we see.
The things we took for granted when we were more free.
Now we’ve protests and riots in cities across this land.
Injustice lit the bomb now where we all stand.
The summer months are coming and temperature’s sure to rise.
It’s time to wipe the sweat from our brows and open our weary eyes.
Tomorrows may appear the likes we’ve never seen.
But we’re going to share this world; good, bad or in-between.
A perfect storm is underway, though perfect it can’t be.
The year is now half over and in the end it will still be we.
We’ve pandemic and pandemonium but both will surely end.
And with 2020 as hindsight our past we must amend.