People Hiding

People hiding; fear in their hearts, statistics in their minds making little sense. Animals emerge, silence is golden, gardens give gifts of sweet buds. Those on the street, eyes darting, contact avoiding, quickly crossing. Shops as biohazards, neighbours as terrorists; fight or flight pumping through all veins. Are we dreaming? When did movies hit so close to the mark? Reality is stark. Inside writing Historic recording Creative rhyming