(Year) End in Sight

I never lived a stranger year than this:
beset by dire virus we don’t fight;
our so-called leaders dim as we witness
their derelictions flaunted in plain sight;
the CEOs and generals remiss;
our institutions fraught and breaking right.
And I’m so slow it takes all this to show
me 2020’s badly good-to-go.

(Ottava Rima)

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