Trying2beVegan

An imagined diary entry from a key worker at the start of the pandemic…

Into the invisible war I go

Like my Grandfather’s and Great Grandfather’s before me

Packed their bags and went to war

Mine is but a small bag containing little more than lunch

A national effort

A war alone

Rages along our home fronts

This time though

We are thoroughly unprepared

But I guess it’s always the same

Not enough equipment is always the first of the battle cries

But not knowing or ever seeing an enemy is a new one at least.

The only way to help

Is stay home when you can

However for the key workers this isn’t an option in hand

And off to work we go

With a hesitant step but a clap at our backs

The thanks that did pour forth

Was of little worth

To those that perished

Saying this we must go on

Until the war is won…