The Pandemic is Over, Long Live the Pandemic!
A sonnet for variants and subvariants
No one cares about Covid anymore. No one wants to wear a mask on the tube. I’m still anxious when I go to the store, When I’m out I need extra social lube. My eyes dart around when I hear a cough, I immediately fear for the worst: That I’ll be ill and have to take time off, Home alone, isolated and cursed. Guess I’ll just get back to normality, No excuses to avoid a party. Numbing fear is my new reality; Would rather fit in than be a smarty. What’s an acceptable amount of death When the cost is the best times of your life?
You captured my feelings exactly! Even though I am fully vaccinated and boosted, I choose to wear a mask when I am around large groups of people I don’t know. I have gone to the theater where they required vaccination cards and masks. I am choosing not to worry about getting Covid….I believe that even if I get sick, I will recover! I just don’t want to infect anyone who may be immunocompromised. Thanks for sharing your beautiful sonnets! I will share them!