Though, on the 23rd of March, Britain’s ‘lockdown’ was not

Completely lifted,

Lo and behold, refreshed air was soon to be gifted,

Birdsong,

They must’ve been wondering if the previous generation had

changed the locks; it’d been so long,

But, they found each other’s voices,

Well, why else sing,

Their silence was ours, choices, locked in,

the as of yet unresolved twin, revolutions,

Of mechanised, burning, debt, financialised, funding futures, yet;

Returning,

Time to an earth before birdsong,

Before birdsong, fulfilled the quality of air,

and time became the turning of

the care-free, non-essential workerless key,

Money,

Chirpy chirpy, cheep, cheep, cheap,

Cheaper, cheaper, cheaper still,

Still hope is just waiting,