Quarantined

My boys,
My partner,
My family and I,
Amongst others,
We’ve to be quarantined,
Just to survive,
Hidden in our houses,
Away from the public eye. 
For how long though,
Is still to be determined,
12 weeks cooped up,
At least this 1st week’s been and flown by....

All started with my dr,
On the 17th of march,
Wanting me in hospital,
Wanting me in,
For not just a camera down my throat and lungs,
But also up my arse!
How can I do this though?
When we are all in quarantine!
Sods law as well,
 as from the past,
My joker card in life is here,
Playing his games again,
Toying with me again it seems.
Always wanting,
Like me,
To have the last word,
The final laugh!

My boys,
My partner,
My family and I,
Amongst others,
We’ve to be quarantined,
Just to survive,
Hidden in our houses,
Away from the public eye. 
For how long though,
Is still to be determined,
12 weeks cooped up,
At least this 1st week’s been and flown by....

As we sit here and await,
About the coronavirus,
 on any further news,
As each day it seemingly changes,
As other high ranking drs give,
All their different views.
All I want to know is,
Where's the vaccination,
 against this awful man made disease,
where’s all of our protection,
to treat it completely,
When the whole world is now in need?
Is this the cleansing of the sick and vulnerable,
And a way of blaming it all on the Chinese?

My boys,
My partner,
My family and I,
Amongst others,
We’ve to be quarantined,
Just to survive,
Hidden in our houses,
Away from the public eye. 
For how long though,
Is still to be determined,
12 weeks cooped up,
At least this 1st week’s been and flown by....

So back to my fate and why my joker card now laughs,
As I’ve a second kind of lung cancer,
Which needs removing,
Another story on my crazy lifes path.
I can’t have that though,
Till this pneumonia and chest infection,
Have gone at last.
Sods law is I’ve had them,
 since October just past.
19 sets of antibiotics and yet they’ve failed with their hit,
Their blast, 
So I’m left worrying when my op will be,
As this infection is like a willy Wonka creation,
Like one of his sweets that everlast!

My boys,
My partner,
My family and I,
Amongst others,
We’ve to be quarantined,
Just to survive,
Hidden in our houses,
Away from the public eye. 
For how long though,
Is still to be determined,
12 weeks cooped up,
At least this 1st week’s been and flown by....

How all our great nations are failing,
And falling apart,
Segregation from each other,
No business open,
Not even the airports,
International flight paths,
Nobody wanting to obviously catch,
This potentially deadly virus.
Parents home worrying,
Particularly the sick.
Whether they or their kids are ill,
Surely there’s a cure,
Wheres the injection or even a pill?
Something to save us all,
 from potentially dying still!

My boys,
My partner,
My family and I,
Amongst others,
We’ve to be quarantined,
Just to survive,
Hidden in our houses,
Away from the public eye. 
For how long though,
Is still to be determined,
12 weeks cooped up,
At least this 1st week’s been and flown by....

When will it end?
12 weeks seems a bit short,
To have the whole world,
round this harshest of lifes bends.
How long will it actually take,
Until I can go and even just see my friends,
For a cup of tea and cake?
How long will it take for this nightmare to be gone,
For this Apocalyptic disease,
To shrivel, 
Die and turn rotten.
Turn to dust,
Blown away by the wind,
and finally be forgotten!

My boys,
My partner,
My family and I,
Amongst others,
We’ve to be quarantined,
Just to survive,
Hidden in our houses,
Away from the public eye. 
For how long though,
Is still to be determined,
12 weeks cooped up,
At least this 1st week’s been and flown by.
But how many more weeks are left,
For us to then stop the fear of catching it,
Spreading it and,
Like me and others,
 to potentially die.....