We are raped and disgraced
We are naked and homeless
We are penniless and defenceless
We are without a defender or advocate
Two dust
Blistered, far away from shed
Tormented by the wind
Arrested by the elements
Enemies within
Lions without
Butchers in white robes
Mortuaries preferred to hospitals
When our eclipse shines
And our pride returns
We shall say, this too shall pas
Great one!
Thank you dearly
I think you’ve encompassed extremely well how people have felt during plagues throughout the eras, or wars or other disasters. Things don’t make sense and all that was once comforting becomes a possible enemy.
Thank you for your great comment to my piece.