By Zita Perera Subasinghe
Chrystal’s lament
I sit in my pram sporting a frown
At lonely seafront in lockdown
Gone are the strollers, the hawkers, the fun
Chrystal’s my name and clear am I
That I need to say good bye
To this deathly lockdown state
Bring back fun! Wipe clean the slate!
Banish viruses, fever, pandemics
Bring back circus, songs by Eurhythmics
Fill the seafront with happy walkers
Even tolerate few rude gawkers
Let us celebrate in style grand
As we do in this happy land
Send Covid back to his home in hell
‘Hurrah to good health’ let us yell!
