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The moon's almost up,
my shadows want to play.
I squint at the last drops of sunray,
I squirm, holding my head in my hands.
My arms around my knees,
heavy breathing, all yours, again.
Blood rushing to my brain
as I watch the full moon rise.
Crisis we face
Against time
We race
Corona menace
Bravely we face
Many sacrifice
Their lives
Many many
Survive
Those losing battle
Must not us rattle
Not playing host
To dreaded corona
Masking, distancing
Hand washing, vaccination
You do resort
Time's going
Still tougher
Peak yet to manoeuvre
Mankind would suffer
Lots of troubles
Develop resistance
Against viruses
Boosting immunity
Surrender
Trinity of Almighty
Creator create
Medical facilities
Preserver preserve
Humanity and serenity
Destroyer destroy
Corona, fear
melancholy
And
Anxiety
Corona has threatened life as never before. Peak is yet to come. Surrender to Trinity of Almighty. Face the menace of corona bravely by taking all necessary precautions.
Brian Yule Apr 27
Vacant lot
Cement dust & foundations
Left unbuilt on
When the bubble burst
Honestly. I'm tired of hearing it. Who are you? What are you going to do in life? How will you make your mark? What will you amount to?
That's not a real career. Have you thought about something else as a more practical career? You won't succeed.

How can I think freely if all my thoughts are full of holes? Everyone nitpicking them until they no longer exist, what's the point of even trying?
How can I succeed if everyone pushes me back into my bubble? What am I supposed to do if I can't even leave? No one expects me to leave, either.

How am I supposed to get anywhere if I'm surrounded by high expectations? What am I supposed to accomplish? I can't get anywhere today. The bar's too high. All I can do is complain. Is this really all I can do? It's so... awful. It's a bother. It's a nuisance. I hate it. What am I meant to be?
I'm tired. Of everything. Honestly.
EzraZebra Mar 7
We tell ourselves,
"This pandemic shall
bring us closer together"
"It's the equalizer,
it's what's great about it"
And suicides are
on the rise, meanwhile

The vulnerable get sicker
while the Amazons get richer
We're culpable in our habituation
to the absurd
We're amenable to the situation
as it may occur

And we tell ourselves
This crisis shall
come to an end
It could be worse
we've proved our worth
And mutations are
on the rise, meanwhile
2021-03-07
They say hell hath no fury
Like a woman scorned
Well we have scorned this mother of ours
Like no child of hers before
We have stripped her body bare
and ****** her **** dry
We’ve tried to beat her to submission
and ignored her anguished cries

And even if humanity
attempts escape into the sky
There is NO way to escape
the father’s ever watchful eye
In outer space
away from mother
is a lonely place to die

And mars is not the place to be
For a resource hungry race
That couldn’t recognise true wealth
If it slapped them in the face
We are now blessed with abundance
But even that seems not enough
Infinite growth, on finite planet
Is a monumental bluff

And if we do not learn to share
and embrace equality
The primal world will bear the brunt
Of our ways of gluttony
The white man might be spared the death
That comes quick and without warning
But while everything around us swiftly dies
We’ll feel the heat and even rich men will start squirming
As they powerlessly face
their imminent demise

We are approaching our extinction
and aware of it
Yet those who wield the sceptre
Would rather not admit
and would prefer to line their pockets
while our house is lined in flames
They’ll have to learn that there are violent ends
to their violent games

Dominating the indigenous
the women and the weak
will only further seal our fate
which at this rate is looking bleak

If we don’t act before we know
we’ll reach the point of no return
In that case there will be no future
for which we all so deeply yearn
Now is the only time for action
To prevent the chain reaction

Perhaps this earth life was a test
Laid before the human race
To determine our deserving
Of even reaching outer space
We have potential to ascend
As a peace civilisation
But if it’s hell in which we strand
it is of our own creation

Though we have the rocket power
If our direction stays distorted
From this womb that is our earth
We’ll be the ones being aborted
For nature and the human kind
Were irreparably misaligned

Yet I believe we have a chance
to heal this earth
If we realise our nature
In ourselves, our inner worth
In my heart I feel I’m part
Of this nature regeneration
To rebel against extinction
And protect all of creation
I believe that’s what is right
This is the peace for which I fight

~Kagiso
This is a poem to shake up people still sleeping on the fate of our planet!
S Jan 28
A sunflower
Growing in a garden of roses
Searching for its home
Always wandering,
Alone.

A sunflower,
With auras of red,
White,
And yellow.
Hues entwined
In a weave so painfully mellow.

In a garden of roses,
Moving, growing, searching
A sunflower remains
Alone.
The trees are my lungs
The wilderness is my heart
The waves are my song
The beauty is my art

The storms are my anger
The rain is my pain
The mountains are my anchor
The rivers are my veins

The climate is my fight
The roots are my feet
The sun is my sight
The moon is my sleep

The wind is my power
The fire is my fear
Humans are my disaster
So, let me make myself clear

Stop using me as your credit card,
My resources are running out
You are the reason for my scars
I thunder – can’t you hear me shout?

My heart is the wilderness
But there isn’t much left of it
Like a failed romance, I feel weakness
You have made my heart split

I can’t breathe, I can’t cry
I roar with thunder and I spit fire
I am sick, I don’t want to die
Rewild my heart and I’ll be stronger
Kristin Jan 1
The hospitals full
The ambulances all gone
My heart empty
My trust gone

The hospitals full
The ambulances all gone
The doctors and nurses maxed out
Can life still go on?

The hospitals full
The ambulances all gone
The morgues and mortuaries over-spilling
In the City of Angels and lost souls

The hospitals full
The ambulances all gone
I wear two masks, a smile and one of cloth
Life must go on

The hospitals full
The ambulances all gone
As ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three
Happy new year?

In the City of Angels and lost souls
The hospitals are full
The ambulances all gone
as we ring in a "new" year and life must go on

The hospitals remain full
The ambulances still gone
as one, two, three, four, five, six friend and family we bury
as living death still stalks on
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