Aren’t you glad
how, though just a tad
we’ve started to see
all humanity?
But isn’t it sad
that it’s just a fad?
Though it doesn’t have to be
because all of us hold the key.
Let’s grab tea, sit down and talk
of a fate not scripted in chalk
let’s wipe the board clean
unplug the machine,
and hand in hand
from our cages
we’ll walk
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at a safe social distance