rhyme time – By Sarah

Clotted

We find ourselves in a spot
Whether we admit it or not

This pandemic has exposed the rot
Of our capitalist melting pot

Trying to gallop before we trot
Our economies a twisted knot

Hoping upon a vaccine’s our lot
Until then…stuck like a clot

The situation is dire
We are walking a wire
Between life and a fire

May our efforts not tire
‘Though stuck in the mire
Community spirit soars higher

COVID-19 a qualifier
to be a lesson in the quire
The world changed from its prior

By Sarah ©️2020

I feel tears welling up
Cold and deep inside
With pride that’s battered
I turn to run and hide

A stab of loneliness
Just can’t be shaken
It’s sharp and it’s painful
My heartache has awakened

In silent screams
My soul fruitlessly yells
But my lips are tightly sealed
And I’ll never ever tell

How much you hurt me
Never once suspecting
That I was not alone in
The hearts you were collecting

The race is on
But the winner loses all
A fleeting moment, your belle
Your affection my shawl

Waking up each morning
Smelling your deceit
Finding that you’re gone now
Is all so bittersweet

And now that it’s over
In my dreams you dwell
Haunting muted memories
That I long to quell

By Sarah ©️2020