It’s dark and the stars are hiding
behind a veil of mist
even the moon seems paler than before
sweet slumber beckons
yet, it’s impossible to sleep in comfort
in the humid atmosphere,
despite the toils of the ceiling fans
the neighbours have retired to their homes
no one is outdoors, lingering with a drink
over chit-chat on trivia
and how to save the world.
Laughter seems to have escaped from our lives,
uncertainty, fear and doubt
have turned us into introverts,
seeking comfort in our own shells.
I try to close my eyes and sleep,
I can’t, the heat is unbearable,
maybe it’s time to seal the doors and windows
of my private shell and turn on the a/c.
I lie in my bed, soaking up the cool air,
through my cells, into my system
maybe that’s what the neighbours are doing, as well,
creating an unnatural atmosphere
to cope with the prevailing one.
Are they sleeping,
or are they contemplating like me?
Are we in a state of limbo, apathy,
as we appear to be,
or can we do
something about this?
I know we cannot change the weather,
but we can try to alter the circumstances
of uncertainty and doom
that threaten our existence,
which in turn might increase our tolerance
for the temporary conditions
of extreme heat and discomfort.
It’s worth trying,
unless we are inclined to allow this darkness
to last forever.