It started with young eyes

Trying to make sense of the world they live in,

Images and sounds we had never heard before,

Spun by elders to make,

Some sense,

Of a nonsensical narrative.

Starting with a bang

And ending with a bang

Now that love has been sacrificed for hate.

After decades

An unbelievable tragedy

Is unfolding before my aging eyes

All neatly tied up

In a devastating virus

No-one is able to stop.

It began with a letting go of your God

Or Higher Power,

And expecting us to do it

On our own.

Now the thug and the lie have taken a superior stance

And we are too weak to fight

What we know

Is a losing battle.

The world is burning

Violence is a new kind of love

Hard to resist

That sense of satisfaction

That discipline lacks.

So it’s self gratification

Before delayed

But it’s meaningless in the shadow

Of a fading light.

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Tags: Despair, violence, Virus