Standing at a crossroads
No sign posts in sight
Do I turn left or right?
In danger of getting lost in
the middle of the night
Dark clouds loom on the horizon
Gathering in the northern skies
Halting progress forward
The distance from home can be measured in miles
I take a look over my shoulder
Gazing back over the journey
I’ve been on
There is no going back now
The time to go backwards
Age by Liam FlanaganPandemic poetry by Liam Flanagan : Say the Word & Vicious Circle
Stress My minds in a mess Everything is upside down and back to front Trump Off you go to the Florida keys Keep hitting those wayward drives off the tees! Complications with the vaccine Teens Worried about their exams Sick of attending the classroom with their video cams United top of the league! A season with no fans providing some intrigue A time in history parallel with no other Mothers Home schooling the kids whilst trying to avoid blowing their lids Everybody hoping and praying this will be all over Laughter and smiles are as rare as a four leaved clover!
Vicious Circle Round and round we go Lock us up lock us down Drowning in a sea of uncertainty and unrelenting tides Washing away hope and optimism every single day Exhausted By the incessant rise and fall of the numbers A feeling there is no tomorrow Every day is the same Blame Roll out the vaccine as a matter of urgency Otherwise the whole country is going to go insane We will never forget living in these horrendous times And the long term effect it is having on all our minds
Liam Flanagan is a 47 year old living in Galway, Ireland. Degree in English and Philosophy and a Teaching Diploma. Ten years experience in the IT industry. Likes Sport, Film and Music.