By Joanna Svensson

                            

IN THE AFTERMATH

In the aftermath
When the world has held its breath
For what would happen - what will come

In the anteroom of the aftermath
Where all the humans
Feared for their lives
Their whole existence

Even they with painted smiles
To cover up their anxiety
They who all said: it will be alright!
Something will for sure turn up

So I sat on my thinking stub
Contemplating all by myself
But then my soulmate came
The one I love and share my heart with

He took my hand and we wandered off
Off into the wilderness
To mother nature's meadows
Hand in hand in our tiny wood
Where trees and flowers
Raise their eye-brows in pure surprise

And so we felt like a part of nature
We have survived the invisible death
Thanks to natura - we did survive
Because we live - by its own accord
By unwritten rules - and laws of life
Using wisdom in the best of ways

We both do feel - so very sorry
To find that many just return
To their previous life style
As if pandemic there never was
With self content - no lesson learned
With noses pointing - up in the sky

Oh, all of this - was not so fearceful
After all -  I did alright
Instead of thankfulness
For surviving
The shop owner raises his price
And profit once again
Despite charity from all of us

When will we learn
When will we see
How can we change
Our way of life
There is room
For human need
But there is not
For human greed

Swenstorp, Sweden
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