Second Lockdown

I rejoiced when I heard them say, let us go to God’s house.
And now our feet are standing within your gates.
The churches are empty save maybe for a lonely mouse.
No place then to meet our mates.

The churches were so cleansed.
The people so socially distant.
Yet the people are evicted.
I don’t think they knew what it meant.

We can still go to God’s house.
It is now in our mind.
Only disturbed by our thoughts, not the tiniest mouse.
Is it really all such a grind.

I will not be disturbed by anyone’s fidgeting.
But of course the mind will wander and I shall keep forgetting.