Morning
Morning is woken
Blackbirds fly
Sheets a rumpled
Blue skies meet the eye
Sunshine seeps through
Sparrow sings a song
Squirrels walk the line
Wind plays along
Leaves are a rustling
Cobwebs in my shoes
Geckos in the wardrobe
A room filled with news
Drawers a weeping
Clothes in deep slumber
Infections rising
Counting the number
Deliveries keep coming
Groceries to plunder
Masked men hovering
Housewives in wonder
Hope for the morrow
On land and on sea
Life’s filled with sorrow
Please set me free
Fazli Sameer / Wed Apr29, 2020
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