War is not declared

The shadows on our world converge just here.
Violent death has spread from battlegrounds
So all  of us must live unnerved by fear

War is not declared, the  process veered
Off the page and into minds unsound
The shadows on our world converge just here.

More people die from flu than bombs of spears
Why must humans honour death profound?
Most  of us shall live unnerved by fear

The boundaries collapsed like cardboard  tiers
The safety of  the home has quite unwound
So all  of us must live unnerved by fear.

We too inhabit worlds unlike those near.
Civil life now’s buried underground
Folk in  their private bubble , phone to ear

Both inside and without  the echoes sing
To   try to  measure  what is most  profound
The shadows on our world emerge  right here.
Where  our rulers  help us live in instant fear