Where has God gone?
Up in the skies the swallows are winging
Down in the trees the birds are all singing
Out in the streets not one soul can be seen
They’re all shut indoors watching the screen
Where are the children the people are saying
They’re locked in their homes, no one is playing
Where are the people, where have they gone?
Knock on the door, is there no one at home
Rainbows are chalked where people are walking
Not looking at phones but actually talking
We reach out to speak to friends on the phone
Everyone’s lost, we all feel alone
No one is travelling, no one is flying
All over the world people are dying
The life that we lived where did it go?
Will it return, does anyone know?
Where is the world and the life that we made
Are we going to die alone and afraid?
The people we love, the flowers we planted
Where is the life that we took for granted?
© Andrea Neidle, My Life in Poems