Windows opened

Mum and I screaming at the top of our…

You know, that organ which

Mr Corona makes the point of his attack

Our voices in unison with the carnival of faces

Hand clapping together among our block

For those brave frontliners 

Robed in white and blue

Their lives risking for Queen and Country

For me and you
A sign in a window reads

Hang in there Hackney

Locked down, stuck in isolation

Longing to be free

Hooting and beeping cars drive by
An outpouring of love filling the illuminous sky

Dethroning Mr Corona from his royal seat

His nasty legacy we will surely defeat
An unusual crescendo took place that night

The community together an awesome sight

It was to everyone’s most absolute delight

To see Mr Corona given a most chilling fright

For all the lives he’s cruelly taken away
For all those families we kneel and pray

Our frontline heroes – relics of the past

For you we clap knowing this too shall past
The morning after the night before

A bright smile beams across the sky

As a reminder of that glorious day soon to come

When from this earth with angel’s wings 

We take off and fly.

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