Apocalyptic
Who knew
us parting the other day
was the last time in a while.
Closed my eyes and woke up to
Climbing numbers on phone screens;
Who knew
if it buzzes again
bad news could come.
In the snap of fingers
Plans made were a call of ideas.
Here I stayed in a foreign land
Home is thousands of miles away
Fear is in the hearts;
Mind is on the news.
Faces in my photo albums
came knocking with cheers and smiles.
Thought it was funny-
we joked about it.
And the worse is yet to come.
Who knew
I'm now one of the many
Fleeing the scene.
Boarded on a flight,
with my heart pounding loud
For myself
And for the ones on the fight.
It's apocalyptic.
For everyone I knew
never saw this coming.
Till we meet again.
Soon enough.
Copyright © Thum Chiean Tien | Year Posted 2020
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