A poem by Beverly Stock.
B is for bomb
C is for cannon
D is for drone
E is not easy
F is for fight
G is for gamble
H is for heart
I is injustice
J is for joining
K bless Human-Kind
L is for lucky
M is for mourn
N is No More War
O if only we had won
P is pure politics
Q is for questions galore
R is for running mate
S is "Satisfaction’s (Never) Guaranteed”
T is the turning of fate
U is the unsung among us
V is your voice, did you vote?
W is the “Why?” if you did not
X on the ballot, mailed in envelopes
Y is you and I under 2020’s chaotic lens
Z is for Zapping the virus / hoping to cope.