End of Days

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

End of Days

 

First came the leader

With his army of the enslaved

Then came the virus

That he claimed was fake

Then came the fire smoke and haze

And we worry it’s the end of days

 

Our cities went on lockdown

Our people fell sick and died

Police abuse rose to the public light

Millions answered the call to rise

To march for justice and equality

To get beyond this desperate phase

And we worry it’s the end of days

 

Each day grows a little darker

Every night brings new fears

We hold on for dear life

And hold our loved ones near

We want to overcome

We want to persevere

We try to find our separate ways

While we fear inside the end of days