A Year Dwindling Down
A
Year set stained by grief from invisible foe,
Enraged in anxiety’s malicious chains.
Accosting not only a nation but world,
Reaching the farthest, secluded parts,
Devilishly leaving no stone unturned.
Withholding grandpa from grandson,
Idly stripping people’s livelihoods,
Needlessly voiding human liberties,
Disabling dictators from their seats.
Looking now,
I see chains now fastened to skin,
New normals of ill compensation.
Grief that forms the setting of each day,
Daily death tolls alike to weather.
Only when
We are free of this eerie foe, shall
Normal be fit again to reside.
Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 23 - Seasonal Acrostic - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Date: 10/07/2020
Copyright © Charlotte Watkins | Year Posted 2020
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