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So many floundering people
Drowning in this rushing river
With half an eye one can’t miss it

Whether standing on the bank
Or down there in the water yourself
And maybe even floundering too?

Seems there are two main reactions
To ignore, avoid, blame (from fear?)
Or to help out from a sense of kinship

Now I’m tempted to go all political here
But some call it a fire across the river
Something of no concern of theirs

While others find their hearts moved
Make every effort they can muster
To save these lost drowning souls

But thinking outside the lockdown
Might there not be a third option?
(If it’s not too dangerously radical)

Rather than trying to rescue them
Mouth to mouth over and over
Might it not be more constructive

To travel upstream and discover
What it was got them – and us – all
Into this situation in the first place?