Nine

An empty-hearted person would abstain

From any future conquests of the soul.

A river flowing backward through my brain.

And suddenly I lose complete control.

If you’re like me you’re losing half your mind.

Trying to keep busy and keep safe.

And any self-improvement you should find

Well, it’s a chance to grow and to replace.

The days all melt together when you’re home

Though Isolation fits you like a shoe.

You’ve prob’ly heard the saying ‘When in Rome.’

Do unto Caesar that which he is due.

But did you know that Nero had a lyre?

The last thing we could see there through the fire.