The lockdown was a rough time for most of us.
I think it forced us indoors, but also forced us inward.
The first month was the hardest for me—confused and unsure of when things would improve, I found myself sinking deeper and deeper into the darkness, alone, until I could no longer feel anything. I thought I had hit rock-bottom, and was simply numb and dazed from all the things I was reading and hearing on the news.
Then I sat down to write a verse, and ended up with six. This poem is an expression of all the pain and uncertainty I was feeling. But surprisingly, when things are darkest is when we finally see the light!
I hope this poem will help you, too, to see the silver lining when things get rough.
We’ve lived in a world so cold, a world that didn’t care;
Each man for himself, no time to say a prayer.
Now we’re on bended knees, praying for an end,
Can’t say this world is any better unless we make amends.
Can you hear the silent screams of suffering beings?
Their wordless tears don’t fall on deaf ears.
For when the Spirit groans, it can stop us in our tracks;
Forgive us now, we’ve gone too far, now we’re coming back.
I want to reach out and touch you, I want to send you love,
It’s been a month since I’ve seen a smile, or even felt a hug.
Now all I do is stare at the wall in front of me,
No one to smile or talk to, just myself for company.
It’s been a long time, I’ve been living on my own;
It shouldn’t matter much that I can’t see anyone.
But worse than feeling lonely is feeling so numb;
When I look in the mirror, don’t recognize who I’ve become.
Feels like I’m going on hundred, when I look into my eyes;
It all feels so pointless now, I thought it’d make me wise.
No sound to break the silence, not even voices in my head.
Empty streets outside my home; inside, an empty bed.
But pain and suffering, they come to make us strong;
Don’t give up the fight just yet, this battle can be won.
And I hope when this is over, and a new day has come,
That you and I can still be friends in a world that lives as One.