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14th week done of this virus isolation

Coronavirus log week 14

14th week done,
In our battle against coronavirus 

14 weeks now gone.
2 More weeks,
Where time,
Will hopefully fly.
How 14 weeks,
Has gone so quickly,
In front of my naked eye.
14 weeks making history
That will be told,
Forever,
As times go by...
Hopefully telling,
 of how we defeated this virus,
To be able to continue in life...
We’ll look at our governments blundering,
Like they are lost in the dark.
Opening pubs and things already!?!
Are they having a laugh?
Already since that fatal decision,
They’re too late,
There’s been a 2nd wave,
As they’ve released you all too fast.
You are all the reason,
 why the elderly,
 and all the vulnerable people,
 have to isolate.
1st of July to the 31st.
Is that long enough for this virus,
 to simply disappear?
To Dissipate?
Even then I’ll live in fear.
Just like now,
As I think of not mine,
But my childrens' fate.
I get that peoples monies are running out,
But wouldn’t you prefer that briefly?
Or continue to push back the date.
If you cant do it for yourself,
Then do it for your maybe spouse,
Your Maybe kids,
Maybe family or even your best mate. 
Just do us all proud,
And when told,
To properly lock your doors and fully isolate!
Don’t come back out early,
Or on time,
How about coming out late,
To give this virus,
Further time,
To disintegrate.
Earn Britain it’s full namesake,
Just by simply being ‘Great’.
I know we can all do it,
If we no more integrate!
Our government’s so blind though. 
Next they’ll be opening all the airports,
To once again,
Let this virus migrate.

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