Empty streets and empty buses
Home schooling the kids, tense parents
The elderly sitting alone, no hugs
Skinned elbows from saying hello
Fever, flushes and fatigue
Can’t come to work today
Kid has a cough, can’t come to work today
Negative test; wife has a fever, no work today
Colourful masks; cast aside on the street
Lying next to the discarded latex gloves
Body swerving strangers in the street; you never know.
Mr Rona might be with them
Missing loved ones, living alone
Telly blaring and kettle boiling
Teeth rotting with eating chocolate
And the dentist is closed, unless you go private.