Containment

                         - Poetry in isolation -  

And then... there are days like these

When nothing more makes sense

Days in which everyone’s in defense

Whereas the merest thing is an offense.

We’re overwhelmed by fear

Not wanting to lose someone dear,

To our darkest side we cheer

Seeing everything so austere!

Quarantine’s just another pseudonym

For our soul’s whim

As we often forget about it

Living without any wit.

We curse and blame each other

Whilst we all have the same mother

Planet Earth, that is…

Which we time and again dismiss.

Containment is our biggest regret

Placing against humanity a huge bet

While it’s all a matter of mindset

Merely wishing to glimpse another Sunset…

I feel your anxiety awesome people

But let’s not cripple

Our faith we must triple

Staying inside peaceful!...