Progressing to Stage 2, we’d like to know
it’s progress, but our only certainty
is lack of information. There’s a show
on every network, short on strategy
and tactics, acting like we’re in a war,
and featuring some hospital release
with “I beat COVID” signs, when truth is more
the whispered “I survived.” I wish they’d cease
reporting lies from president and pals.
I hunger for good science and some fact.
I’m sick of the unreasoned rationales,
and yearn for tests so vectors can be tracked.
My hair’s too long, my mouth is sore: at heart
I know the risk, but want Stage 3 to start.