Abigail Lazarus
Abigail Lazarus- Sonnet from Home Isolation
It feels like years since I was last set free,
Like a bird locked up in a small cage,
A ray of hope that I used to see
Is pummelled, and increasing is my rage.
As all my dreams of being freed shatter,
My faith in leaving runs on. Empty now.
The small things that brought me joy, now don't matter
The motivation I once had, now disavowed.
Then one gloomy day, where cheer would not be found,
A brilliant light comes out of the dark.
My saviour set me free, now all gloom is drowned
Relighting my passion for life, with one spark
I gather the little strength I have to heft,
So that this small bird can see what is left.