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tired

28/4/2020

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​This pandemic living
I’m tired of these four walls
I’m tired of thinking dark thoughts
In these darkened halls

Sick of government incompetence
I’m tired of fucking lies
I can’t quite visualise all those
Who have lost their lives

I’m tired of a life 
Reliant on working to death
My creative deficit
Not got me feelin’ my best

And all the things I could’ve done
Just don’t get achieved
Feel like a prisoner
Of human malice and greed

I can’t help but wonder
If anything I said, did or wrote
Could ever change things
But I know it won’t 

Political systems
Designed to stifle dissent
With anger and hate
Left to carefully ferment

The absence of sense
In a world run for elites
Will this wretched earth
Ever know peace?

This pandemic living
Trapped in a moment
The contradictions and problems
Are both shameful and potent

But where is the solution?
I can’t see another earth
I see another idea
But it’s trapped in a curse

I fear the outcome
Will just be continuation
Of devastation, destruction
And human alienation

I’m tired of pretending that
Our response is something new
This pandemic living
Got me feelin’ blue
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