Chilling in my bed as the world burns down.
The thought of a new breed doesn't phase me at all.
These beige walls caving in as the hour pass by.
Another day goes by as the world is still on stand by.
From the news nature takes back what it belongs,
landmarks covered in vines about hundreds of feet long.
Supermarkets are on a hiatus, searching for toilet paper
became the newsflash that turned living into a comedic statement.
Podcasts galore, stories from all over the world
of the families lost and the food horde.
A war almost began, the cherry on the sundae.
Wake me up when this pandemic goes away by Monday.
