Until Death Does Part

When trouble finds my place in time I stick to rhythm meter rhyme The planet wobbles out of kilter Poetry is my lens reflection filter As virus sheds its ugly eerie mask's persona I can be stronger than corona Isolation and reclusion are no pleasure But ink and fountain pen retain their measure Nothing is worse than speechless tongues I breathe with so far uncontaminated lungs And when the apocalypse is high and nigh As the quill is coughing with a sigh At least I've done my bit until the final day I'll script depict fantasise ponder have my say About what matters in the grander schemes In essence love compassion dreams Just like the covert bug has no frontier I hold my friends and lover dear Empathy also should not stick to a random borderline Transcends gender race class and toughens social twine A seasoned and rebellious maverick will not be muted In fact narration and lock down are rather suited 8th April 2020