Uncertainty
Fuels obsession
Which sees me
Losing my
Grip

As I wake up
Into disaster
On mornings
Found
Out of place

Where death
By fear
Still reigns
Becoming God
In our silence

Left worrying
Locked
Without answers
Behind doors
That kept us safe,

Now jailed
Between these walls
Waiting things out
For some
Reason

As if life itself
Should gain purpose
To continue
Beyond
This point

When normal
Remains obscene
While leaders
Appear
Every minute

So tomorrow
Might prove
Convincing
Though failure
Eludes their choice –

Still denying
Fate can’t change
Watching news
Show those
Not breathing

Stopping time
From advancing
Forward
Since together
We grieve all hope.

– J. Pigno