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Pandemic Blues
By: Emmanuel Boakye
The Poem
I slowed down
To mum’s
Pace
On our walk
On Saturday
Afternoon,
No longer
Striding ahead
With youth’s impatience.
I slowed down
To mum’s
Pace
And truly listened
To her
Blues.
I slowed down
To mum’s
Pace
And realised
It’s been hard for
Her too
With the fear
Of the maskless
And
A microscopic assailant, and the fear
Of illness that squeezes your gut,
So you just stay
Confined
To the home.
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