The world is fractured
shattered, broken shards – scattered
Lives hang in balance
The world is silent
Ghosts that walk within the walls
Shadows of the past
The world is trembling:
Walks unsteadily – unsure
Nowhere left to go.
Nowhere to go
Prisoners in our own homes
Global pandemic
Soon the world will be
Nothing but a silent ghost
Shattered in the wind
The world treads lightly
Every step – a shattered line
Cracks in the surface.
The world is shut down
Fractured Paranoia – fear
Consumes everyone.
Pandemonium
Silent Echoes in the street
Laughter is rare.
Where there was laughter
Echoes of silence are felt
The world a ghost town.
The world’s a ghost town
Echoes in the street where there
Used to be laughter.
The world is a ghost
Walks unseen amongst the crowd
All invisible.
Holy Eucharist
Memories of a distant past
God’s House – A Ghost…
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