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Her Pyre

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This time is such
Where free will is bound:
Sickness attests
Air, fire and ground!

Rampant fear of death
Fills society – tears its peace!
#Thesystem is collapsing,
Breaking, piece by piece…

The centre cannot hold,
It whirls like an eddy;
It twists and spews and vents,
It can’t remain steady.

Cries for breath and hope
Gasp and clog the air;
But are warned by powers,
They shouldn’t quite dare.

The world is staring,
As we grovel and plead;
Our leaders are rallying!
But not one can lead…

Losers are vindictive:
They poke and prod and kill,
They incite and lie,
They do what they will.

My country is caving;
Nature has wrought her ire;
If I hadn’t doubted her,
I may have seen her pyre.

Swollen Feet and New Tears

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It’s 5:30am;
My feet are swelling;
I may die.
I don’t know why
Medicines haven’t helped.
Doctors have tried:
Augmentin and ecosprin,
Dexa and para,
Haven’t yet seemed to win.
New fear is assailed –
I’m not fearful of death –
I have lived a nice life
And when I die,
I’ll be free of strife.

A moment to smile
That I’ll die younger,
And yet quite satisfied
All of my hunger.
Come morning,
If I survive,
I’ll have new fears,
I’m wondering if living
Is worth the new tears?

Nature’s Hour

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Who knew that lungs were important?
We talk of the heart and the brain;
But when COVID comes saying hello,
Breathlessness brings classic pain.

I have met gasps in anxiety,
Allergies and spasms are usual shits;
But! COVID is different altogether!
It brings into lungs dangerous fits!

Fevers rise, lungs collapse, breath stops;
You think it’ll pass in a week or two;
But that’s not exactly how this ball drops –
Newer strains are birthing to claim you!

Governments flounder under their weight!
Nations are rocked by their sheer power!
Nature has decided she has had enough!
She has decided that this will be her hour!