Lockdown is easing. My anxiety
Is not. Lockdown unlocking feels too fast.
I’m feeling like somebody died and we
Are acting like they didn’t. There’s this vast
Number of deaths but now it has become
A number only. A statistic. There’s
This deep relief when it gets lower, some
Assurance. Things are better. But then, where’s
The grief? People have died. We should have had
Some kind of ceremony, but instead
We keep on keeping on. I think it’s bad
That we are not remembering the dead.
But we cannot start grieving yet. And why?
We know that there’s more people who will die.
Tom Juniper Poetry 