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The New Normal


The ‘new normal’ they say, but what does that mean?
Staying home day after day, this seems like a dream.
Wearing masks, stay six feet away.
When will the world go back to the ho-hum, the monotonous,
Our “normal” day-to-day.
People riot, they protest, they rant, they rave,
“We want to go back to our hobbies, our lives-
Give us our freedom, even if it puts us in an early grave!”
But I don’t want that, no I don’t want that at all.
Because right now this is a break from the squall.
I asked and I willed, I prayed and I wished
Please, Something, I want time to do the things on my list,
Working two jobs has me tired and bored,
I can’t stop, and yet no luxuries can I afford.
I want to organize, and learn, and dance, and play,
Yet away the go the minutes, the hours, the day.
Now time has no meaning, I do what I’m wanting,
No boundaries, no schedules,
But yet- it’s still daunting.
Maybe more than before, because now I do see
With all of this time for me to be me,
I can’t go back to the 9 to 5.
Now’s the time to be alive.
And I can’t go back to “normal.”

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