For the Years We Couldn’t Cope

In the short week ahead we’ll see what’s left
of a year when we tried to make the best
In the eye of adversity we showed resilience
through vulnerability

We came together, family and friends
Divided by politics, but closer in the end.

A journey through seas that have closed the gates
to all herds in the midst of an outbreak
seemingly hard to treat, globally absurd.

Never discriminating against the odds
good or bad, the xenophiles or xenophobes,
pandemics know no boundaries, no border
is hard to cross.

But with a new year comes renewed hope
for all the ones we couldn’t cope

And if 2022 is another test
on NYE we’ll still get nicely dressed,
raise our frequency and manifest the best.