Missing You

Missing you,

Doesn’t come any where near.

The feelings I feel,

The deep seated fear.

Viruses and violence,

Conspire to keep us apart.

Illness and unrest,

Slowly breaking our hearts.

Missing you,

Will never ever convey.

The pain that the world inflicts,

As it keeps us at bay.

How?

Living in the here,

Living in the now.

Asking myself why?

Asking myself how?

Asking the world,

What did we all do?

To deserve this uncertainty,

To receive this truth.

But she’d answered before asked,

If truth be known.

She answered through fire,

Through hurricanes blown.

Through drought and through flood.

Through overcrowding and spilt blood.

She answered before I asked,

Clearly and understood.

We’re dying in the here,

We’re dying in the now.

And we don’t need to ask why,

For we already know how.

 

Torn Apart

Torn apart,

Further day by day.

Plate tectonics,

Pulling away.

Lives too,

Yours and mine.

But we manage,

To find our time.

Torn apart,

Further day by day.

Plate tectonics,

Pulling away.

But if we turn around,

We’re getting closer!

Perspective’s needed,

To make the most of.