Saint Patrick's Smallest Celebration

This year, COVID-19 messed up everything This past Sunday, there was no holy mass The parishioners stayed at home, that was a mess Saint Patrick's Day is almost like a small thing In a distant past: no big party, no guys and gals Going crazy, no buzz, no booze, no beer, no ale Coronavirus is freaking sick and mortal, pals A small parade on Fifth Avenue quiet and pale When compared in the past. What's going on? I am nervous and confused, but I must move on We all got to move on to defy gravity and this disease We still have to celebrate in our heart and to be at ease We are at war against this bloody virus, war is never nice And friendly and coronavirus cannot be killed as lice We must keep on pounding it until we get rid of this devil This pandemic is deadly. This virus has no vibe and no soul. Copyright © March 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.