Dear My Sandman
I know right now you are kind of busy
What with the lockdown
And so many people being forced to sit around
All day
Every day
Doing very little
Eating too much
And not using enough energy to get them tired
But please spare a thought
For those that keep themselves occupied
Bustling about
Trying to be productive
In a vain effort to have some sort of a normal existence
Only to find
That at night
They still cannot drift into the land of nod
How about …
Bestowing some sleep dust
On those people first (… asking for a friend)