Stockholm

Looking back, we dissect the artist of the past
Attribute societal construct to imagination
Interpret the artist’s perception as consequence of experience
See the world around them, in their time, through their eyes

Imagine what they will say about us
When the future looks back at the time we’re in
What a society they will have to attribute
What perceptions
Of hate and fear, anxiety and isolation

I have seen what wars are made of
That fear burrows and how it distorts
The faces of others, those not like us
Become less than human, and a threat
From that hate begets ******, justified

We know isolation
Anxiety is armor, it keeps us safe
Fear rapes our souls, changes our senses
There is no comfort to seek from those who know us intimately
From everyone we’ve never met until now
The others
What is solidarity anyway
Its easier to live this way