![]() | No ratings.
The loneliness of those still at risk |
They share a prison cell, she and he With no bars or guards And cell door wide open Inviting them to escape She dwells with a madman Who rants both day and night Of injustice and intolerance And he laments the death of love He sees things that others cannot see He is a paranoid object of astonishment and irritation Even for those who claim to love him She yearns for friends embrace And shopping sprees with daughters But her body has betrayed her And contamination can spell death So she cannot breath their poisoned air Yet, the world calls to them To take a tiny risk To embrace normality again And worship the Gods of GDP and Growth In the civilised guise of slavery Called employment But all of these are demons That suck the blood of the living world While ruining the earth And instilling lies into the minds of the multitudes For this is the real conspiracy The world joyfully announces that the Pamdemic is over And indulges itself with abandonment While tens of thousands still perish daily Breathless and forgotten Souls that have become simple notches on a counting post Where people lean, but do not look And the hospitals groan And burst at the seams With invisible patients and corpses While nurses weep in sheer breakdown of spirit And roam foodbanks and bootfairs Because the hogs of elitism drain the troughs And sprinkle crumbs of pie to the impoverished footsoldiers And all the while The lovers pace their prison Tearing at each other's flesh The flesh that they once adored And swore to protect But he has beome the beast And she the harvester of his anger Until she cannot survive any longer Under the constant invitation of the crowd outside Urging her to step forth To free herself of the fool who holds her prisoner But he has trodden the paths of the outside world He has seen the snipers waiting in the wings The blood stains on the smothered floor The burst baloons of lungs And the eyes of bewilderment, seeking one last sweet breath And yet, the call for normality is too strong for her And strangers take her by the hand And lead her away from her tormentor And so, at last they are finally seperated She lets go of his hand Leaving him to fester In lonely despair The enduring love is severed Until loves flame becomes a flicker About to be extinguished By the cold winds of an indifferent world Dedicated to all the contnuing invisible victims of Covid |