A poem of broken trust and a betrayal of humanity

Early days, boredom creeps in
Staring at the same four walls
Missing café’s sweet soft din
Weathering children’s squalls

Lamenting these confined bounds
Mandated out of income
This enforced self-grooming… Zounds!
To the hairstylist run!

So many now feel bereft
News of distant connections
Some from their families cleft
Plague forced disconnections

Writhing in choking torment
No loving succor… they succumbed
Dawn creeps ‘cross streets silent
Angels of mercy numbed

Get back out there, build up fast
Work hard, work long in silence
Sacrificing the downcast
For Wall Street eminence

Ashes of truth prophesize
the death of human kindness
Honesty silenced in lies
Leaving truth behind us

© 03 May 2020, by D. Denise Dianaty
Broken Trust
“Broken Trust” – Infographic created in Adobe Photoshop, by D. Denise Dianaty

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