I am tired of living,
In fear for my life.
I am tired of the anger,
The hatred, the strife.
My hands are rubbed raw,
But sterile of course.
My mask is in place,
And now I sound hoarse.
I measure the distance,
Between me and then you.
I watch very carefully,
The things that you do.
A vigilant eye,
Is required these days.
But sometimes I swear,
I’m in such a craze.
Yet I will continue,
To do as I must.
Because hope for the future,
That’s what I trust.
This angst we are living,
I call Covid Fatigue.
I know we can beat it,
With little intrigue
So, do as you’re told,
A little bit longer.
And I’m sure we will be,
So very much stronger.
The end is in sight,
A vaccine is quite near
There will be a day
When there’s no virus fear.