The Whole Town Is Like A Deserted Post-Apocalyptic Zone (Villanelle) Poem by Gert Strydom

It's hard to be locked-down and still from you away
where by circumstance we do live on our own,
of the depth and sincerity of my love I want to say

and so much I wish that life could just the same stay
but the whole town is like a deserted post-apocalyptic zone.
It's hard to be locked-down and still from you away

and more and more I do miss you on every day
where it's hell to be from you totally alone.
Of the depth and sincerity of my love I want to say

where all our plans for the future have turned to clay
and steely measures are set as hard as stone.
It's hard to be locked-down and still from you away

while futuristic with a virus life and death is at play
and your voice seems so very sad on the telephone.
Of the depth and sincerity of my love I want to say,

that I will love and adore you come what may
and when this hellish time will end is still unknown.
It's hard to be locked-down still from you away,
of the depth and sincerity of my love I want to say