A particularly thick layer of cloud this morning disrupted technology, so I’ve decided to fall back on:
An Ode to 2020 Another season, another Winter, another year, Done. You’re not going down in the history books With any amount of applause 2020. Too many tales of woe Too many souls brought low Too many lives felled by the virus. That somehow came among us. People trapped in cruising ships Many miles from home Others stranded far away Feeling so alone No hope to return Or their exile to adjourn Any time soon. Hot winds blew, Great storms not a few And the planet was on fire. But in the USA: I fear I have to say The citizens appeared Their sanity to lose Was it just a ruse? So much anger! So much hate! Harsh words thrown Paranoia sewn. The Media went mad with greed Feeding on the fear and need. POTUS became a swear word A scare word. Though for some, It was a hallowed word, It heaped scorn upon our Nation And harm upon our land. Four long years, every day We’d clutch our heads and say “What will he do today?” But when time came to throw him out What did we hear so many shout? “Don’t count the votes, they’ll all be fraud!” “Oh, wait a minute, count them all!” “Well, just the legal ones.” WHAT? We became, in 2 turns of the clock, A Universal laughing stock. Our reach goes out, 11 Billion miles from Earth. But of counting skills we have a dearth. (Seemingly) How many torturous days dragged out? Before we finally found out We’d have our reprieve Though oh so many grieved. Then the POTUS thrashed about Showing off one last great pout Will we never get the rotter out? He’s like that awful itch You simply can’t unhitch. Oh, 2020! Your sullied reputation! You’ll need some delegation To repair your legacy In the books of history. For all the ghastly All the grim, Wasn’t there a thin Veneer of hope? Just a little light In sight? Yes, of course. Everything’s not dim and dark Hark! I hear a chorus sing “Let us begin Our ways to repair Our wealth to share. Let Nature teach us how To live in harmony, To find a better path In the aftermath Of 2020.”
Let’s hope that 2021 is the start of we humans getting things right, allowing nature to heal herself, realising that to move forward we have to co-operate rather than argue, compromise rather than stick rigidly to our preconceived ideas, love rather than hate, and help those less fortunate than ourselves.
Let us hope, Peter!
2020: Good riddance to bad trash.