The flood

Writing
now
in these
circumstances
seems more like
an act of
perfidy
or perjury.

In solidarity
should
voices
silence
themselves
in a companionship
of grief

Or one should
defy
convention
and speak out
loud
for the sake
of those
suffering

To ask
or to
leave alone

To walk
a tightrope
of emotional
correctness
or to
remain silent
safely(?) perched
on a rapidly eroding
embankment .

For the lull
is deceptive
as always

The roar
is distant
but not
inaudible

The deluge
inevitable
for it has
rained
countless
days

The moistness underfoot
is
ominous
The flood
imminent .