So this is what change means.
I heard it was good to learn to accept change,
To embrace it,
Even enjoy it,
So it was said.
Change is inevitable,
It's impossible to resist,
So better to go with the flow since you must.
But this.
.
.
I never expected this.
Social distancing,
No handshakes,
No hugs.
Work from home if you can,
If you still have a job.
And the debts,
So many debts.
And it's everywhere.
I never expected this sort of change.
And if I get out and you too,
How will I know you have had it and will you not get it again?
Do we need thermometers to check one another out?
And me?
I haven't had it,
I don't think.
And can we shake hands?
Hug?
I don't mean go to bed together,
Just chat.
Can we chat safely?
And if you give me a present,
Have I to disinfect it?
And then disinfect the table?
And then wash my hands?
And then dry the towel?
And then wash the towel?
I mean,
Just what can we do and when?
Will the pubs open again?
And if we go for a few beers,
Can we chat and have a laugh,
Just like before,
Face to face I mean?
I thought I believed in change.
I even thought I loved it.
Change for its own sake even,
But this?
Will this change as well?
Everything does so,
This must change too I suppose.
It just needs time they say.
And can we change and go back?
I mean even a little way back,
To the way things were,
Before the virus.