Fear

I ride in thick darkness, and it's daytime.
I walk in a minefield, and there is no war.
I can't get out, and I'm not in prison.
I border on panic ...

A beautiful white dove comes flying to my window, but I'm afraid!
Something strange and unusual overshadows the moment. I just heard about a new virus, "Corona" they call it.

It manifests with fever, cough, loss of smell, taste, and difficulty breathing; the one I feel now, but it is because of the anguish that afflicts me.
Developed in the laboratory? Or coincidence? It is still speculated, but it spreads like lightning, and there is no antidote.
The number of deads is thousands. The virus invades the world.
We enter forced and distressing quarantines, like torture.
They close, companies, bars, cinemas, hotels, confining ourselves in gray isolation, depriving us of the most precious things in life; "freedom."

The echo of STAY AT HOME !, travels the planet.

Today, IT'S NOT ME!. I have never feared anything, what happens to me?
Not seeing the enemy or being able to take charge of my life; it scares me.

I ride in thick darkness, and it's daytime.
I walk in a minefield, and there is no war.
I can't get out, and I'm not in prison.
I border on panic.

The future? Very uncertain. There are sprouts where they have given some freedom.

RESPECT THE RULES AND TAKE CARE !, are the only antidotes I have.

And today I offer them to you in a song, my friend,


eRocha, May'20