Not even into our backyard
Instead we're always on our guard
Except we don't know what's in store.
We're always unprepared; therefore
We compensate by trying hard
To find out what we can discard
From life and not destroy its core.
Can we not see our family? Friends?
Not walk around our neighborhood?
Drive nowhere and remain inside?
The isolation of it tends
To make us mad; and so it should.
Yet still we feel we have to hide.
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