Pandemic
Hi there, thanks for looking. Yea, so I’ve been sitting here contemplating the current mess we are all in regarding this Coronavirus pandemic. The mess our government had made of it and what seems to be our obsession with the end of the world by virus like means.
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We wished for this, the silence, the emptiness, the desolate cities
The sirens perpetuate the scream, echoed by those who mourn
Your 21st century heroes have become villains, the pantomime ensues
Like an army of the dead, as if the earth has had enough.
The minute monster of pestilence yes, the tales they told were true.
The pale one has raced across the earth, touching all within its path
More death it seems than life, as we wait for the horses that follow.
Will black? Will white? Will red? Will the world survive?
Leaders have no answer, followers have no hope, it’s time for a change.
They say we will rise, they say we will learn, history begs to differ.
The machine has stopped, the pain and hurt it creates has only been replaced.
We are always the ones which suffer, the poor, the sick, the frail.
Before the flow of blood can be stemmed, more arteries will bleed.
The walls are closing in, the hands around my throat, the thorns tied tight.
No longer can we look away, no longer can we ignore the ones who were once invisible.
Tomorrow never comes, more than a day away, a lifetime will pass before strength returns.
© Mark Walsh 2020
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