Survival

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Wonder now
in the shadow,
a cloud of doom,
a spell of gloom.
we pull together
we isolate
we wash our hands
we sanitise
we fight to live
so all survive.

A message shared
needs a common will
yet the chain
we seek to break
hindered by
rumours, conspiracy
the will to fake
the will to resist
vanity of greed,
privilege exposed
assumption’s glory
as though battles,
won on beaches,
can now be fought
in Petri dishes.

even now,
end in sight
we choose to fight
into the lonely
distance.