aberration

I wrote this poem back in January never made it out of drafts.. Now we have Covid-19.

Sometime I sense this heaviness in the air

A weight of despair

At the darkness that is raging on our planet

Under the surface of silence

In a queue where everyone waits

There is an air of purposelessness

While outside the open doors

Nature sounds it clarion call

And I feel it reverberating

Echoing deep inside the cavern of my heart

Perhaps there is no time

For a fresh start

Perhaps nature never really needs

The ways of man

Are we only an aberration

Never grounded in our secure foundation

Lost in our head trip

Jumping ship

Driven to madness by every single fear

What has happened to our most necessary

Sensibility

And if we do not listen to the very source

That gives us life

Where will we find another home

On Mars?

Oh hell

I don’t think so

For this earth is our mother

And we are her little children

Lost and wondering why

Under a sky turned red with fire

Things have turned to dust