What can you do when you’re locked in at home
Read my poem and don’t be a alone.
No one to visit, and no one to see
At least we have broadband and super fast 4G.
Each morning at eight we dashed for the station
Delays or cancelled trains a regular irritation.
Crowded carriages, people standing and no seats
hoping some jerk will turn down their loud beats.
Waitrose Express was my local storefront
for a free coffee and almond croissant.
Or a banana milkshake and pack of cold cuts
£7 the total this store must be nuts.
At work through the security barrier one had to pass
using the wrong card made one look like an arse.
Four lifts for five floors it should have been quick
not when every button was pressed by a prick.
The third floors toilets were a torrid affair
full of ones and two’s and black curly hair.
The kitchen a place to relax with a tea
Sixteen chairs, ten tables and none of them free.
I don’t miss the commute or wearing a suit.
I don’t miss the high prices or London’s climate crisis.
I don’t miss the busy streets or the same old eats.
I don’t miss the busy stairways or overcrowded walkways.
Week after week we have “worked from home”
Sat side by side in our own pressure dome.
Not everyone can work with their husband or wife
But this lockdown has sure changed Bowens life.
More home cooking and baking
A lot more talking and lovemaking.
Taking long walks, playing games together
Enjoying the garden and the changing weather.
May the lockdown continue for a little while longer
It is making the country a lot more stronger.
But back to normal we must go
for life under lockdown would be a poor show!