Tell a Stranger
masks now,
do hang on our door
waiting,
for when we have to go out
these days
that is what it is all about
and the streets are littered
with those consumed by doubt
supermarket aisles,
throng,
with those who do not want –
to break the rules
that none of us truly understand
we wear masks
and it looks like an alien land
fear runs through the day
it drips from the hours and minutes
and it passes through our eyes
as we live through days
with broken family ties
masks now,
hang on our doors
we cling to a future
because at this time we are not so sure
and we long to tell strangers
i will always need you, forever more
James Garratt – Saturday 12th December 2020
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Tell a Stranger – Written Saturday 12th December 2020 (Aged 45)
