A small café out in the suburbs, I owned
sunshine hues ushered in a happy mood
regular clientele stayed loyal
life was modest, yet I was content, until last year.
Life has never been the same since,
with the doors of my café forced shut
the pandemic’s shadow cast a gloomy spell,
lockdown came as an inexorable curse.
The affluent, whine about being confined indoors
but think not about the many like me.
I, who once served meals to so many
today, struggle to feed myself!
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