Hic incipit pestis
here it begins
these new Roaring 20s
which feel like an ending
and no one is dancing
The plague is upon us,
show us some mercy
as I fall to pieces on the train
at the latest news
that means something
only to me
I did not take it as well
as I had hoped
I do not take it at all
I blame the plague
for being distraught
out of sorts
late on my rent
and overly weepy
The train has stopped
my life in pieces
I march forward
out of doors, onto a platform
that can no longer hold any of us
for another moment
The plague is upon us,
show us some mercy
slantrhyme 