The Virus: Grocery Store Hoarders Poem by Lamar Cole

The Virus: Grocery Store Hoarders



When he lived on the street.
It was hard even to get a piece of bread.
Now he has gotten back on his feet.
And grocery store hoarding makes him see red.
There will be no bread or toilet paper when he goes to the store.
This is his hunch.
Everybody better watch out because someone might get punched.

Sunday, March 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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