It Seems Just Like A Form Of House Arrest (Couplets) Poem by Gert Strydom

Patience I have got to learn
to handle a lock-down that I did not earn,

where without you meaningless it seems especially,
as if all of life is stopped officially,

where both you and I try our best
it seems just like a form of house arrest

and people that do not follow the rules through
get with the police to do,

where the government longs for people homeward to head,
while life and making a living now hangs on a thing thread,

where I did not know that a person could miss
somebody just as much as this.

The worst is that I do not see you
and to no one this kind of thing is due.
© Gert Strydom