Keeping Safe

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Australian poet, castle keep, Covid-19 lock-down, Formal poetry, poem, poetry, Triolet

𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞

The enemy has breached our flimsy walls!
Don’t worry we are locked up in the keep.
From high above a startled sentry calls:
The enemy has breached our flimsy walls!
(And unlike us the enemy has balls.)
Our minders tell us to go back to sleep.
The enemy has breached our flimsy walls!
Don’t worry we are locked up in the keep.

— D.N. O’Brien