It is a bright morning
There is a plane flying overhead, though the city is quiet
There is a robin chirping in the tree outside my window
My lady is working at loom, weaving on a hoop
Kitty is begging for butter
Seventy thousand Americans will have died
From complications due to COVID-19
By the end of today
The news is increasingly grim
There are politicians telling us to prepare
Be ready to lose more
Americans must be ready to sacrifice
Like they did in World War II
This time we march into the jaws of a faceless beast
To feed an economy, that is hungry for our lives
As valuable as kibble, scattered on the floor
