And So We Stayed

When the worst occurs, who do you act for - yourself or others?

This was written in 2019, at the beginning of the madness …

The world’s gone mad and there’s just you and me

Wouldn’t it be nice to get up and flee

Leave the sorry sods to bicker and moan

To our quiet sanctuary, peaceful and alone

But where’d we go, my soul-mate so sweet

What place on earth do we take our fleeing feet

To the mountains, the forests or seaside haunts

Where can we go for our soul-sought jaunts?

Wherever that is, my caring friend

Our thoughts’d be here, where they suffer and rend

Our legs run away, but what of our heart?

It’d be here and there, so torn apart

Is not our mission, with care-worn souls

To stay in the melee and set up new goals

To be of help and succour, to all in need

With plaster and counsel for bodies, minds that bleed

Does peace come, you see, from a dash to the wood

Or a step next door, across our neighbourhood

Is not serving a peace-giving balm

Let us stay, my friend, turning tumult to calm

And so we stayed

Above is a poem from Glass Soul, a book of poems inspired by politics, nature, Love, humour and other happenings.