I wrote this in September so the October bit might be outdated.
2020 - Year of Chaos
January held promise, snow, and cold
February held a threat of poison in those little candy hearts
March was the opposite of normal; In like a lamb, out like a lion
Started out with just a different fear in the air,
Then by the 21st, our homes became prisons
By the end, our country was a nation of fear
April brought change and new ways
By May, it was clear that old dogs can't be taught new tricks
though whether it was a TikTok or the adults with new tech was unclear
June was throwing graduation caps up - and watching them hit the ceiling of your room
July was watching fireworks and barbeques happen, but not able to enjoy them with others
August was like March; a bit of a panic over plans for school
And September! Was such a pretty sight
Politicians and preschoolers; both throwing tantrums over every little thing
A grade full of kids who might not remember a childhood without Zoom classes
October will be that sense of fear and apprehension
November could calm the sense or stir it up into more
December will be that calm before the storm; hoping that the next year will be better
For after all: what could be worse than a year of chaos?
And after that?
It'll just be more panic
A flurry of snow and emotions reigning free
Health or money? Safety or freedom?
Two sides fighting for control while people lose hope
A war that seems impossible to win, but someone must lose for everyone to finally settle down
People are like popcorn, they - we - keep popping up
Unless we are unchecked and burn to death
Then it would be a fruitless endeavor, much like a tree in winter
Eventually we'd pop up again, we humans are stubborn, like a weed in early spring
But what comfort would that be?
A fresh start would be used wrong
Oh, in some worlds we could push aside the greed and hunger for power that humans seem to have so inherently
In ours though, we can't
We haven't, and we likely never will.