Got one condition and the clock is ticking
As we turn the half century, there’s another virus to contain!
Undeterred as I’ll ever be in trying to escape,
Time to use our brains and poke holes in the system
cuz with survival at a rate this low, we’re restricted!
And all hope is diminishing fast to the point of no return.
We probed the statistics, now our voices won’t be heard,
as unemployment slowly curves on a downward trajectory.
This boy’s a homing bird, yet I’m powerless, set me free!
Thoughts clouded with treachery to a kid which is stifled.
As the boundless depression keeps on its vicious cycle,
an ever spinning spiral of those desolate lonely nights
A swift reprisal, being set on opposing sides
a composition of my sombre image
As the pressures will slowly rise in this passage of history.
Left to my own devices as they challenge my liberties.
In my sandpit of misery lie some nuclear reactors.
We’re battling rigorously between student and the masters,
proving I’m the latter as I often seemed to do.
whilst beautifully capturing life from this scenic view.
Forgotten dreams of who I hoped I’d surpass,
with the sand softly seeping through my toes where I stand.
The moment I planted my feet I would descend
become openly anxious the deeper they could get.
From scheming my inventions as if I’m dreaming.
To seemingly relenting to that sinking feeling.
Thought I hit my ceiling as lockdowns caused gaping wounds
but with different reasoning I vowed to change my mood.
Now creative juices are really flowing in my pit.
It’s how I’m making moves and not just hoping for a shift,
it’s about knowing when to quit and thinking, finally!
Cuz coping with this sickness is what I didn’t like to see.
A different kind of eagerness in awaiting a vaccination.
….feeling non-existent with this cost of living
But the best things in life are free and you can’t take away my imagination!
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