I’m all alone and in despair
A desk, a computer and an office chair
A reading lamp when life grows dim
But at least people can see that I’m in

I never dreamt it would turn out like this
All the years of learning, now it’s hit and miss
Instead of a new life and making friends
I’m stuck in the house going round the bend

My tutor looks older on the screen
His clothes seem shabby, where’s he been?
A virtual lecture in a virtual situation
I should have been waiting
at the railway station

to commute to my local university
But in a changing world I have no liberty
In my house I live out an open ended sentence
The bedroom becoming my hall of residence
The Urban Poet 2020