More and more deaths
appear, people
afraid,
us with fear.
Thinking were going to
get it.
Wishing we would disappear.
Underneath the rooftop,
is where we would be.
Less supplies, and
less to eat.
Shopping for more,
For more we would need.
Sitting in the house just
me and the poetry.
It’s sad.
It’s sad to think,
that all these deaths are
happening, all because
of this COVID-19.
Where we’d have to stay
in quarantine.

-Abigail Francisco