In nearby trenches the enemy was real
He was over the top behind a hail of steel
Waiting with his gun and knife
And a picture of his wife
Some years later he came again
For 5 long years of death and pain
But we understood the threat back then
And countered it with brave women (and men)
That wasn’t the end of the totalitarian scare
It morphed into the Russian bear
In this cold war we cowered in our beds
Waiting to be vaporised by the Reds
Now we hide and wear a mask
Doing what the virus asks
Give up your job it’s more dangerous
Than a charging rhinoceros
Never mind that there’s bills to be paid
Stay alone indoors and be afraid
Running blind in full retreat
This invisible enemy has us beat
Joan Etoile
