Lockdown
Locked down tight; can't go out.
Lost in thoughts; filled with doubt.
“Things seem to be going south.
What is this all about?”
I cannot really tell.
But I know Someone well
Who the turmoil can quell,
And cause a happy sequel.
PS: I wrote this poem circa late April-early May 2020, while thinking on the monumental adjustments which humans had to make to their lives, because of Covid-19.
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