Tenebrific
Monday: What is now uncertain?

Way of life as we know it. Well-being of billions of people. Winning the war against the pandemic Working towards a sustainable future.
Willingness of people to live in peace. Willpower of selfless souls to keep things afloat. Witnessing the unnecessary colossal loss of life. Washiness of sycophant governments to modernize outdated institutions.
Web of lies woven so intricately that nothing seems credible to anyone. Warning signs of seismic change have never been so obvious. Weariness of billions to live on the whims and fancies of a few has reached its tipping point. Wealth in the hands of few has compromised the moral compass of humanity.
© Fatima Imam
Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊. for this week’s invigorating prompts:
I’ve attempted Monday’s prompt of not being certain about anything. The poem might sound gloomy (well, it is), and sincerely apologize for the tone, but the persistence of the pandemic and our collective lack of severity about the just upset me a lot. My poem has been inspired by today’s headlines:
Sincere thanks to everyone who will read, highlight, clap, and comment on this piece. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Every highlight is the highlight of my day, and every clap adds deliciousness to my life. 🙏🙏❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
