Covidpocalypse

Calm seems a forgotten emotion, as we fight with anxiety; Six feet deep in tension, all across the country, One by one we start to fade nothing left of anything normal, Society now a masquerade; Toxic to touch, color it terminal; Volume on the stream, silence; Green screen of crowds, sad song; This music with no audience? Uncontrollable shakes, it feels all wrong; Imprisoned in our memories; We had it and didn’t know it we were ‘here’ but not really choosing phones over the moment Reach out to a stranger with compassion this is not the end, but the beginning; Be kind to one another again, Digital disconnect is healing.