Pandemic Poetry


by Rye Smith Pierre

Baltimore, March 31, 2020


Bored is what everyone says

When they’re stuck at home in their bed

Thinking of nothing but dread

Saying nothing about what was said


“Homeschool Haiku”

Hours of working

Siblings that play kind of well

Until they do not



The friends are gone,

The cousins are gone,

The friends of the cousins are gone,

They are all depressed

Due to one little germ



I’m imprisoned in my own house

The government decided to do this to me

“It’s for your own safety,” they said

“It will be over soon,” they said

The big liars

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