Page 19 - Everyone a Writer Anthology 2021

Listen, the last stroke,
Of death’s noon has struck,
Upon us, everytime, every
Second a person passes away,
We fell asleep in one world,
Then we woke up in another,
Our hearts are drowning,
In our bodies, floating away,
On the ocean, our hugs
And kisses became weapons,
On a battlefield fighting,
For our lives and family,
People wanted to be in
Schools everywhere shut,
Mums and dads had to The year the world stopped
Home school kids, I felt miserable because I couldn’t hug my friends.
But in the second I was angry because I couldn’t go swimming or go to the
Lock down we used play area.
Google classroom
I had to stay away from family and friends.
To do lessons, I couldn’t meet anyone at parks or playgrounds.
There were downsides
Though, no friends, I became bored and ran out of toys to play with.
I learned to respect the NHS for saving us.
Stuck in the house, I hoped this mayhem could go away.
Watching TV, no freedom, And now, all because of the year the world stopped, I am
You could hear birds a very different person.
And ambulance sirens

The parks are Sonny, Y2
Wondering about us
We will ever go back to Abbey Lane
Normal or will we
Not,
I was so lonely
And sad
All we did was watch TV
And play games and
Did lessons on screens
All we could do was trying
And protect NHS
With this nasty virus,
There also was less
Pollution
We also have to
Wash our hands more
The streets were like
A ghost town,
But at least we got
More time with parents,
We also got annoyed by siblings,
Let’s pray another lockdown
Does not happen in the future.

Alyssa Briggs
Woodseats

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