Masked Christmas
By Sikiladi
Shunted expression
Stunted festivities
Paused pleasantries
Hiccupping hollies
The glory of Christmas somewhat faded
Akin to a plant in a bonsai jaded
Fearful folks hiding behind doors
Painfully vacant studios and dance floors
Families far spread, yet to unite
Travelling turns tragic and impolite
This year was gifted with uniqueness
A masked Christmas lacking funkiness
Traditions maintained in silent tones
Covid has given jitters down the bones
A sneeze that never was so scary
Gives people a run turning them wary
Halloween hauntings seem unending
Job losses make monsters of festive spending
Carols cuddled and confused behind masks
Sounding muffled and minced word tasks
Distancing between friends and familiars
Taking all the zest away from jovialness
The Seasons spirit lacking the hustle and bustle
Pandemic causing medical issues on human cradle
The Elf and Santa slowed by quarantine
Isolation for some like a cruel pantomime
Christmas décor of trees, stars and razzle and dazzle
Untouchable this year, to kids, seems like a puzzle
Vacations forced by extensions unlimited
Each day is Zoom, Facetime and Google tainted
Churches bound by number count and bound
Families grieving Covid losses mourning in low sound
