Evolution in a Pandemic
I was fear. I was compliance. I helped ease the anguish,
armed myself with facts to fight through the spin.
Planned, wildly protected. I relished the danger.
I am frustration. I am anger. A spitting snarl on my lips.
I am not achievement. I do not know peace.
I am waiting, caged as discontent growls inside.
I will be regret. I will be savage. My nature will be guided to release,
back into society as it attempts to claw back progress.
The race is relentless. This competition to survive.