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Twenty Twenty

Twenty Twenty

Never thought there’d be a date
with such a funny name
bad enough not to belong
in the family of nineteen
but then to repeat the error
seems like a speech impediment.

Never thought there’d be a time
when the world ate itself
hiding away in a corner
and munching on its fear
as though disease and death
were new and not as old as life.

Never thought there’d be a year
when I’d not dare consider
the future a land to be desired
watching fate weigh the balance
between despair and hope
dreading a finger on the scales.

An interesting year, of course,
but remember the Chinese curse
“May you live in interesting times.”
Time machine, anyone?


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For The Daily Poem: WdC Birthday Edition, Sept. 07 2020
Prompt: Write a poem about seeing 2020 off.