Battles

For NaPoWriMo day 11. This poem was inspired by this week’s Sunday Wordle, and it also fits with FOWC: Moon. This is not normally my style (especially the format), but I like it! 


To stop the spread we must not leave

Our homes, unless necessary.

We battle by staying, sometimes

Sadly, inside listening to states’

Recommendations.

Yet our lives

Wish to be lived and free; there lies

The difficulty: To flatten

The curve sans carving sanity

To pieces.

In peace the moon looks,

Waning now, at how quietly

Everything lies.

Now the battle

Begins in our pressurized minds.

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