Scars of Lockdown by Lamittan Minsah

A close up of a blue eye and a tear drop falling from it with a screaming face in it
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Dark clouds

and muffled talks

tore the atmosphere

at the first case.

Then came the rules,

and people in town

both big and small

wore a visor,

as the air, it was said,

was very clatty.

Bitter news daily,

so we shunned hearing more

of the rising death tolls,

the great disposition

of our foe:

rife, brutal to human breath,

consuming mankind

all his way.


on the verge

of hopelessness,

we turned back

the hands of time:

thought of the days

we could kiss and hug.

We gloomed,

with hearts dunked in lime,

mourned for our own,

slain by the bug,

burnt without solemnity.

We cried

seeing shelves go empty,

children withered,

jobs dwindling

and streets going off-limits.

Then I looked out

through my window,

beheld two men

in cops’ kits,


“Time to save my kids and Betty.”

I wore a mask,

grabbed a pot,

but o my Betty!

Clutched my hand, said:

“Nay, you going nowhere.

‘Tis lifeless out there.”

But for my kids,

her halting I gave no heed,

so out I rushed,

and followed she like a sot.


ran after the cops,

for hunger’s sake?

But holy mackerel!

They vitiated my Betty,

slew her with a knife.

So for my sake

and the kids’ healing,

ran I back into the house,

yet into the hands

of a ravenous drake.

And the days

grew desolate,

no sense of hope,

not even crows;

except fear

knocking at our doors


our hearts

fighting back the shove

and panic

seeming to our lives rove

as we waited

for the vaccines to come

Then so they came.


Lamittan Minsah is a Kenyan writer, mostly specialized in poetry, flash fictions, short stories, opinions and long prose. Some of his published works include “The Long-lasting Tree” (historical fiction novel) and Let’s Talk Bride (a collection of poems), both available on Amazon. Read more about him and his work at Laminsa Indies.

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7 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Lamittan’s vivid account of the pandemic and the subsequent lockdowns is a sad and honest revelation of the suffering encountered by humankind. The days were desolate and so were the minutes that passed. For some it was simply boredom, for some it meant limited resources, while for some it was sickness, death, or the fear of being violated at the drop of a hat. No words will ever replace the tears and sorrow that spilled from bleeding hearts and souls. I pray peace and sanity prevails for those remaining.
    Congratulations Lamittan!


  2. How the pandemic, affects us, individually, personally, as well as on the level of the, entire, society that we live in, and, none of us, can, escape from it…

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  3. Wonderful piece, Lamittan. 💕

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  4. jonicaggiano says:

    A horrid situation that many had to live in great fear while the suffering continued. Some taken from the homes, afraid, being sick and alone, this piece certainly touches on that pain and constant anguish. Congratulations on a raw and honest piece. Blessings, Joni

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  5. wow Lamittan, this is a powerful piece so well depicted and sad. I do hope you are doing ok. I’ve been missing you and sending a hugs and love to you so you know! 💖💖🙏🙏

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  6. What tragic circumstances we have been put into. A poignant but very telling poem. Great work, Lamittan.

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  7. Mike U. says:

    So stunning and brutal and bleak…and true. This is horror, and it’s real, and you’ve put words to it that cut to the quick, Lamittan. This poem is mean to stick, and I’ll be thinking about it for a long time as this world tries to adjust to our new reality. Well done, my friend. And I hope you’re doing well.

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