Reflections On Covid Lockdown Poem by David Keig

Sitting safe within my home
With food and drink at hand
My freezer fully stocked up
And with no panic-ed plans
My mind drifts onto others
Less fortunate than me
And how they must be feeling
The dispossessed and elderly
No children in the playground
No toilet paper in the stores
Yet many seek to profit
With their selfish canned food hoards
It's a time for some reflection
And take a broader view
Not just of our society
But of what we to others do.