I swing like a pendulum:
Somewhere between clarity and insanity.
From voice of reason to incoherence.
Tick.

In what seems like
A matter of days,
We went from rumours,
To panic, to lockdown.

I swing like a pendulum,
Somewhere between faith and despair.
Instinctively I fight back against the threatening chaos.
Tick. Tock.

The false news comes in waves,
Relentlessly,
And its consumers waste no time in responding.
Stockpiling begins.

I swing like a pendulum,
Somewhere between denial and surrender.
Unease grips the country like an unexpected spasm.
Tick-Tock.

Sunny days filled with determined
Self-motivation gradually transform
Into endless nights of unspeakable torture.
This can’t be happening!

The pendulum is now swinging wildly,
Time no longer a gift but a torturous dungeon.
Make it stop! PLEASE makes it stop!
Tick-Tock! Tick-Tock!

SNAP!