Lockdown
Here I am
loafing away
like a king
on the roof
when princes
have gone to battle
petting his senses
on a naked eve's navel
I do no evil
though, but idleness is evil
I can't be there
'cause I have to work
But now I stare
at an empty chair
with no one to clerk
Lab coat
and steth'scope
taking coffee
My crew's performing
I'm here sulking,
angry at my joblessness
and restlessness
Even the rain is at work
catering, cleaning, making music
I sprawl on my table
like one that's lost a gamble
This is solitary confinement,
lockdown, detainment
Who knew today'd be like this?
So sickness takes public holidays
They go on stage
while I'm in this cage
The world applauds
I bow and nod
Who is taking my character? who's
replaced my role?
I need a counsellor, there's
war within my soul
Should I leave this silent bird
to go nurse a wailing whale?
To be or not to be
That is the question
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