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Apr 2020
I’m trapped within my bedroom walls,
With days turning into weeks and time slipping from us all.
Every day blindly following a purposeless routine,
Every night solemnly watching the tragic news on the screen.
I watch as the whole world breathes a heavy sigh,
But we must remain hopeful - help is nearby.

Though how I long to be outside again basking in the warm sunlight,
The rays emitting a kaleidoscope of colours creating a truly beautiful sight.
I reminisce my runs through miles of luscious grassy grounds,
Immersed in nature’s alluring symphony of sounds.
How I’ve taken all those times for granted before,
Now all I see in front of me is my dusty wooden door.

I peer out my window into the bleary sky,
And see a rare sign of life - a majestic eagle soaring up high.
I pray that I too could be up in that misty cloud,
Floating through the skies - free and proud.
Visiting my friends and family hundreds of miles away,
How I hope they’re all safe and doing okay…

But instead I’m trapped within my bedroom walls,
And so are millions of others in this world so small.
While heroic doctors and nurses battle to save lives,
We must be hopeful and pray that the world survives.

Let this be a wake up call,
Stay at home so we can save us all.
Because if you do the day will come when we’re finally set free,
But never forget this period of our lives that’ll shape us for years to be.
Written by
Katya F
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