What everyone's feeling,
In just this one poem, in sixteen lines,
Then get on with dealing,
With the stress of all this uncertainty.
Is it really that new,
Or have world events stripped the distractions,
That, up to now, always protected you?
It's trite to say that life could end today,
Or rather, used to be,
Is it we don't want to rebuild it all,
That we shun real'ty?
No, you tell me,
What should I write to you,
That will leave us in peace in troubled times,
To figure out what we most want to do.
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