Lock Up


Lock up the door,

Lock up the windows, the roof and the floor,

Lock up the sun, the hail and the rain,

Lock them up so that we can finally be safe again.


Lock up the drawers,

Lock up the carpets and the walls,

Lock up the cries of a dying king,

Lock them up to mask the sound of secret partying.


Lock up the hearts of the free,

Lock them up and throw away the key.

  • Author: ROBERT STONNINGS (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 19th, 2023 15:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is meant to be a reflection on life during the pandemic. We all can not only remember the anguish that numerous lockdowns brought to millions of people, but we can relate to them. We can relate to the feeling of abandonment that was felt when it was revealed that the UK government had been holding secret parties in violation of the guidelines that they had endeavoured to implement. We can relate to the grievances of the royal family at the loss of HRH Prince Phillip (and now, The Queen herself). We can relate to the feeling of being trapped not only inside 4 walls but being trapped inside our own minds. And now, more than ever, we must unite as a community to endeavour to create a world where such pain never has to be felt again.
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 10


  • David Wakeling

    The poem is repetitive and unclear.It does not stand on its own.No reason is given why we need to lock everything.But hey what would i know

  • L. B. Mek

    (this is poignant social commentary
    a message of hope and camaraderie
    I appreciate your usage of repetition
    to stress, that caged feel
    of covid lockdowns..)
    Thanks for sharing, dear poet

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