It seems to be swaying

The ship is unsteady

Their faces are telling

And breathing is thready

Something has shifted

And does so appear

Within their demeanour

A flicker of fear

The numbers are greater

Than they did predict

So back to the start

To lockdown and restrict

But this time it’s different

More have now seen through

That it doesn’t make sense

Or even ring true

But time is now short

And get on we must

Keep your wits sharp

Know what you can trust

So much being done

We cannot condone

Just know that in this

You don’t stand alone

~

There are others…

(c) K Wicks