Eyes closed - original poem

in Freewriterslast year (edited)

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Eyes closed, we dove into the depths of glory,
we took the leap with dignity and pride,
one breath and that was it! All gone!

The sacrifice, the heroes and their flags
vanished into a swarm of bodies
the muddy waters had sunk into the deep.

The veil uplifts itself by the hour,
recalling souls to bow their vows,
drop all their hopes and dreams,

To pick up arms, aim and shoot
till her lips smile satisfactory.
Draw the line, wake up!

A month worth of reflections
won't bring back the dead,
wash away these sins,

Stop the pain or heal wounds,
these things are here to stay.
The world will never be the same!

As long as the white horse leads the castle,
no one will dare to question further more
or ask who plays God in this anecdote!

Organic partition rejuvenates the terms
that segregated both brothers and sisters,
that chained the world and has put it on hold.

Locked between screens and cash bribes,
tucked into bed with curfews and distress,
humanity traded global depression for economic war.

This poem was written during the lockdown of 2020, right before Christmas! Two years down the road, I find the pandemic changed our world for good! What's your take on this?

Image by Mystic Art Design from Pixabay

Here are some of the poems I previously published here on Hive and on Steemit:
**DARK TIDE** | **INNER FIRE, INNER VOICE** | **DUAL SIGNS** | **MISS TURTLE HEAD** | **STUDENT OF HOPE** | **TIME FOR LOVE** | **IT STARTS AND ENDS WITH YOU** | **OUT OF METAPHORS** | **PARADOX** | **NO FREE WILL** | **TOMORROW** | **BITTER MOON** | **TAME YOUR FEAR** | **CHOOSE LIFE** | **MARIPOSA\`S SONG** | **A PAWN** | **ROAR**| **BEHIND THE CURTAIN** | **LET WIDOWS SMILE**| **QUEEN OF SHAME AND BLAME** | **COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS** | **LAST WISH** | **PREDICTION**| **DRAWN TO BLACK** | **BRUISES** | **RED CARDINAL**| **INCOGNITO LIFE** | **CROWN OF QUILLS** | **STOLEN LIVES** | **THE KITE RUNNER** | **THE MOUNTAINS** | **BALAD** | **SHOOTING STARS** | **YOU ARE NOT ALONE** | **ALL BOUT LOVE**| **A TALE OF A MINNOW AND A WHALE** | **LONG WAY DOWN 1** | **LONG WAY DOWN 2**| **SPIDER QUEEN** | **MINA'S EULOGY** | **THE CIRCLE OF LIFE** | **YOU KNOW IT ALL** | **CONFESSION OF A HUSBAND** | **BROKEN DREAM**| **THE RETURN OF A HERX** | **CLOSE THE DOORS** | **IT IS LOVE** | **BROKEN SOUL** | **FREEDOM** | **SPEECHLESS** | **CHECKOUT POINT** | **TEENAGE YEARS** | **PINK**| **PAIN** | **DARE** | **LOST** | **HEAVEN CAN WAIT**| **THE DEMON WITHIN**| **ANCHORED** | **A PLACE I LONG TO BE** | **ETERNAL LOVE** | **ONE LONG HOUR** | **CHANGING SKIES**

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Lavi Picu is an interdisciplinary artist, currently residing in Montreal, Canada. She is an emerging visual artist who uses painting and poetry as alternative forms of self expression as well as pain management therapy for Lyme disease. She is also the author of four soulful collections of poetry.

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I was chatting with my soon-to-be-17-year-old tonight, and he mentioned that the last two years seem like one extended day which, of course, began with the Covid lockdown.

"Yes," I mention to him in reply. "That's because you're home schooled and won't leave the house. You have no change on a day to day basis."

He looked at me silently, so I really wanted to hit it home, knowing that I work from home, too. "Why do you think I leave the house any opportunity I can on the weekend?"