You know I really miss you
I wish that we could meet
But even if that was possible
In between us would be six feet!
When will the courts reopen?
Is a question I don't even ask
And even if I could've asked it
It would be muzzled by a mask!
A tribunal started functioning
With furniture all spaced out
The experience was so surreal
It's fate could well be in doubt
When the judges feel thirsty
And request a cold drinks tray
The bearer dutifully brings it
But plonks it six feet away..
Hope was springing eternal
At thought of lockdown lifted
But just as D-Day came close
The goal post itself was shifted!
Arguments get misplaced
In attempts to stifle a cough
That's why I sometimes feel
Now enough is really enough
So I stare at my mobile screen
Expecting the smileys to sing
Anti-Social feelings pop up too
With all this Social Distancing …