Friday, March 27, 2020

Isolation

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS


Isolation

Condemned to exist in a shrinking space
Where nothing living can penetrate
Isolation not as punishment
But as precautionary measure

Compelled to dive inward
To discover forbidden secrets
Fears and desires buried deep
In the hidden subconscious

How will we emerge from such an exercise?
How will we be transformed?

We are unwilling participants in the greatest
experiment in the history of the world


Will we rise or fall?
Will we thrive or wallow?

No one knows
No one has a clue

The only certainty is that nothing
But nothing will ever be the same

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