“Quarantine in the mirror“
It is a waiting quarantine
apparent calm
frustrating powerlessness
and defense mechanisms.
It is a quarantine of concern:
what is not seen creates fear,
what you don't hear creates noise
what you don't know creates a lot of confusion
It's a quarantine of reflection
on wrong policies - always the same -
and the domino effect (global)
of underestimation.
Not everyone accepted and shared the forced arrest of the newspaper,
there were even those who rejected it.
The state of nature manifests itself in an excessive, ancestral, coined
which relegates the rule of law to the background.
Finally everyone understood,
to the sound of bells,
the seriousness of the situation:
- with this enemy no compromise - each ego is defenseless.
Industry slows down, economy slows down, man slows down.
Nature reclaims the cities, the soil, the water, the air.
Wounds on the sidewalks fill up with grass,
like veins in cement and foundation.
The social scissors are becoming clearer and clearer,
inequalities are accentuated.
The rhythms of the day are marked by phone calls and video calls,
the contact is now only virtual.
What happens to compassion?
if, in the jargon, we call the positive subject untore?
It is a pure collective feeling
or is it relegated to a song on the balcony?
We are anxious about a relative, a friend, a neighbor, an acquaintance.
We wait for the peak and the peak drop,
reassuring news from your doctor friend or the news,
the saving homily and the President's conference.
We feel a renewed feeling of humanity
for an out-of-place clump, adjusted gracefully,
for an embrace to the cross, in the deserted temple,
in the panic of fatality.
Let this be a lesson to us: once and for all,
we should decide which way to direct our fate.
Towards the usual self-destructing system,
or towards a new horizon that produces and protects itself.