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Kitty cat alarm
Gran plan with squirrels and birds
I wake up, he sleeps

The world is rumbling
With guilt, I note no laundry
For twenty-three days

Powerful protests
Bring Republican silence
Afeared of mean tweets

Trump concocts his scourge
Hunkered down in his bunker
Or Putin’s orders?

Late on a Sunday
Glued to screens, ear to window
It’s our sixth night

Fifth precinct hushes
We watch TV and listen
As copters circle

Our post office breached
The protest marches closer
No cops anywhere

The President whines
About Twitter checking facts
My city in flames

Pandemic persists
As Minneapolis burns
Murderers walk free