Here comes another reel
This is more than I can feel
The pressure cooker in my head
The sweat freezer on my feet
My temperature from 111 to 999
Paracetamol and water, they said
Earthquake shivers in my bed
My GP on the phone, on my chair
How about a pay rise instead of a clap, for all the care
Anxiety on the roof
Diazepam on the floor
Amoxicillin & Co-codamol
Hallucinations of Mogadishu Mall
Head under the pillow
Non-stop sirens through my window
Corona won’t let me stand, sit or lie
Lord give me the strength to kneel
Before you let my soul fly
Washed our hands to Diana effect
Kept our distance like savannah space
Still we suffer the most without a trace
Suicide watch on my niece
My pregnant cousin can’t breathe
You used to save lives with resuscitators
Now you turn off elders’ ventilators
Here comes another scream, tell me it’s a bad dream
Chasing me from the bathroom to the bedroom
Bangs his head on my new cell
Self-quarantine is a cruel jail
It won’t let me tend to my toddler’s pain
When did hugs for a remedy, become feeling like a felony?
Just when you thought you’re on the mend
Here comes another bend
My senses just returned
After I felt my brain burn
Never thought the smell of bleach
Would bring as much pleasure as my wife’s Chanel
5 Nights no sleep, 5Gs now creep in our streets
How essential, let’s not mention
“Letter Boxes and Piccaninnies with Watermelon Smiles”
Can’t stay home with empty pockets and fridges
If only we followed your orders
When you used to tell us to go back home
Wouldn’t have lost loved ones without goodbyes
Now my old, wise and even little Abdi’s have gone
No funeral, no time to mourn
The price we pay for having strong family ties
Nightmare on Downing Street on my screen
The lies that make you just want to scream
Daily briefings with no care for bereavements
So many dears under six feet, like rotten meat
Too many broken hearts to mend
When is this horror movie going to end?
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