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BRINK

I have spoken to the sky
I have spoken to the land and even the waters
Most importantly I have spoken to my mind about COVID19
Nothing is clear yet from my communication and a lot seems to be privileged
No one wants to tell you that they got or have no answer
That is fine, someone somewhere knows the truth
Whether the truth is that they have got or they have no answer
But I will tell you the answers from my mind
This brat COVID 19 did not woo the world for a fling
This brat is fucking everything and having fun, seemingly not in a rush
He will be here for a while like ten, twenty, thirty or forty years who knows

Some say mother nature let him loose to tell us to have some control
That I am not sure, but I am sure father time never minds being occupied by his actions
He is most often a passive observer
He simply holds the clock and keeps the journal
We will hear of it as His Story, starting from once upon a time
Chronicles and lessons for the future

To be clinically precise, we can say we are cornered in a burning house
Prophets have spoken but the wails in this house of pain has dulled their words
No one seems to understand what is going on
God must have spoken but the world seems confused because of the devil's disguise
Everything seems so right and everything so wrong

We will have to battle this fire guessing and missing
Trial and error at the moment seems the only viable mathematical formula
When we will have fought the fire but the flames refuse to die we will think a new
We will embrace our truth
Get back to being us, work and business
Dance in the fire trying hard to do it and get out unscathed

It is calaous how the angel of death put the word at a corner with two choices
Whether to die from empty stomachs or full and drowning lungs
Caught in ignorance that is not bliss but a thorn in the ass
Speculations floating like dust from a wind disturbed earth
Conspiracy speculating and wondering if Bill gets anything from this pain
And if he has anything to do with it
Whether it is true or false the only seemingly sound choice for a rational mind dismissal
The focus is on staying alive

All thesame, truth is simple
This brat will run amock
Our best poetry and our best commedy will not make us calm or laugh
This kid will smack us down and dust us on rough sand
Amore, brace for a rough ride
Our tears will not calm our heart
We will forget the color of our skin and continents
We will surely prove that we are just human, bone blood and flesh
Our survival is in the sky and our best chance is together

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