In the pandemic
It affects every one
The rich will get more
They can find the wealth
Most of us
We will feel the pain
Of the empty pockets
Of the low esteem
Even the homeless too
They may not get free meals
Even asking for alms
Time is hard in the economic downturn
Even the cats and dogs
They will find less free food
The stray cats will meow
Waiting out door in the back kitchens
In the pandemic
Every one suffers
Finding ways to stay afloat
Finding employment is hard to come by
But we still have to move on
Count our blessing singing praises
Even we may not have many
Yet we realize we can't be living in self pity
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