Day Forty Nine of Lockdown
April 25th is, for some, a day of celebration, and for others, one of remembrance:
I was awoken this morning by the urgent calls of a loud hailer; People line up building block by building block- the people are nervous, why are we testing again? A sugar glider is an unusual pet, it accompanies its owner for a moment outside;
One volunteer walks a dog, whilst other volunteers look on; Open wide, Don’t say, “Ahhh…” The vials today are two different colours… I wonder silently why;
Finally I get to drink some tea; It is now near days end, and a sudden storm has hit; Within 20 seconds, water fills the street.
Day Forty Nine… Lest we forget…