Bewilderment
It’s like a tagword for this world,
Who knows what is happening now?
Bewildered has become comfortable,
Yet I constantly strive for it not to be.
Perhaps all I can do is ask questions,
Done with as much kindness as possible.
There’s no easy place to begin,
No clear route to follow or trust.
When even governments let you down
You look for the next step individually,
Focus on what community you find,
To do what’s reasonable if not clearly right.
Bewildered. Too much is covered with it,
So we step backwards, look behind,
Where’s the bare minimum decided?
Let’s build up from there.











