Prepare

My chest is cramped

I can’t breathe

Is it the pandemic,

or mental fatigue?

 

The world is shut  

Our doors are closed

Another lock down

Our timelines are set.

 

Death everywhere,

A melancholy gloom.

The music has stopped

Except for dead tunes.

 

This is war

Like all things bad,

created by man,

for his own doom.

 

When everything fails,
Pray, they say –

But where are the Gods

The demigods too?

 

A few men stand

To save the rest.

Let’s get on our knees

Let’s relentlessly beg.

 

To keep us alive –

Like soldiers, they slay.

A matter of time

Until they fail.

 

Sing, write or dance

Try cope or cry

But bid your goodbyes

It will be here, for us.