06-06-2020, 05:45 AM
Not going to lie, this poem is full of cliches. "Latent cause and effect. So easy to forget." Also, I'm questioning your message in this poem. I'm gathering that you think the 8 pm cheers are an interruption that spread fear... I would understand if you said that the cheers felt like a lie or an ill-conceived courteous duty. And the first part of your last stanza doesn't quite make sense for such a literal poem.
"The sun never reaches my window,
leaves my bedsheets cold.
Night transforms
my bed into sticky linen.
Latent cause and effect.
So easy to forget."
"The sun never reaches my window,
leaves my bedsheets cold.
Night transforms
my bed into sticky linen.
Latent cause and effect.
So easy to forget."