Ode to My Quarantine Friend

What do we do with hands that are idle
In a town that has closed down for the day?
I look for an idea whose title
Will encourage a desire to play,
But my choices are now regulated
To all that’s been experienced before.
I have seen this and it now feels dated
Even though, in the past, it would adore
Me with its shiny, new plastic touch screen.
I would touch all its colorful buttons
To take me places I’d never been,
Living the lifestyle of tech gluttons.
This toy no longer allows me to feel,
And I long for a time when things were real.

Where Have All the People Gone?

Remember the days when they were around,
Clogging up our paths with their noisy cars.
No matter where, they could always be found,
Way more numerous than the nighttime stars.
The dog have now gained control of the soi
And we may roam wherever we may please.
There’s no reason for us to remain coy
As we strut down the streets with perfect ease.
No more being chased away by a broom,
Or to growl and bark at the passersby.
The weak among us claim that it is our doom
That without the humans we may all die.
But I tell those dogs that they had their chance,
And it is our turn to take on the dance.