☐ We strove to be new-muscled & green,
☐ To exercise,
☐ To express,
☐ To stay home,
☐ To stay sane,
☐ To render our ovens beating with breads,
☐ Our phones shining with excuses for parties.
We grasped our loved ones
By the slash of a screen,
Felt ourselves Zoombies,
Faces trapped in a prison of a prism.
The petty zoo[m] as it were.
& what could we have done differently?
We only have one way to not die.
It will be a blessing if our children
Never fully grasp what
It took to come to this.
☐ Grant them this poem
If they do forget it.
☐ If they do, forget it.