CLOSED BEHIND DOORS
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Closed behind doors
Thank God for my four paws
She seems to know
I have to be alone
Sure, there’s a voice on the phone
But no hand to hold
No smile to see
Just my dog and me
A prisoner locked in
Without committing a crime
Sadness deep with in
More than a moment in time
Months have gone by
Tears I cry
Will life ever be normal again
Or is this the new pain
No one seems to be taking action
For those who are to blame
I don’t understand people’s reaction
So calm but I’m going insane
I can’t look out of my window
As there is nothing there
The world has gone away
As if no one to care
But the birds sing their sweet song
And then I feel I belong
And then I read of human destruction
And life for them goes on
No one has learned a lesson
We should have read this as a blessing
Our world is dying
Some, humans are crying
Grieving
But what can we do?
The wrong people are suffering
Whilst the evil continue
What will the outcome be?
Let’s wait and see
© Fiona Cummings
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