Empty cities.
Deserted towns.
Where have all the people gone?

A tiny virus.
The mighty man.
Locked into 
a game of life and death.

The way of life 
we grew up to.
Social animal
that’s what we were.

Now ‘social’ 
is from a distance
No hugs. No kisses. 
Sometimes not even visits.

No one knows how long
this state will last,
But that warm hug 
I miss it.