Darker Poem by Caroline Bulleck

They say people are sick. It's not that bad,
Just a bad cold, or a bad flu.
Boy were we wrong. If only we had
Acted sooner. If only we knew.
Paid time off work andschool
At first made quarantine seem like vacation.
Staying home and sleeping in was cool.
But now the seemingly carefree days are done.
Anxiety eats at me every news update,
The statistics more and more bleak.
Depressed by sad news from my state,
I cry, helpless and weak.
Cases are rapidly multiplying.
A silent tiger creeping into our community.
Everyday more people dying.
I hug my daughter, as if I could keep her disease-free.
A single mom watching her child sleep,
"What happens if I fall ill? "
Darker my thoughts seep,
"I should have made a will".