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The Nemesis

Dec 14, 2022
2 min read

By Amanda Antoinette Rebello


The overarching issue stems from

The absolute inundation albeit obsession

With technological marvels

And information overloaded repercussions

Sleep is lost over a stream of constant

Slanderous allegations and dreadful news

Ceaseless, a perpetual nightmare


Poor coping mechanisms

Inbuilt pressure systems failing

Anger and resentment rises bubbling

One by one we fall to ground

Unseen battles, breathing stalls

You hold their hand clad in white

Gasping for the air you took for granted


The Nemesis pondering her plan

Horrific, everywhere yet nowhere

And war proceeds oblivious, destructive

Homes burn bright cold and solemn

Time blends as reality slips away

A week, a month, a year

Seasonal depression and colourist repression.





The endless hustle and race to win

A mindset but yet a financial reality

Contagious yawns amongst awful frowns

The fight for the priceless crown

Death in the stocks and student debt

Leaving dents in empty pockets

So exhausted, it's only been a day.


Dracula turns in his mythical coffin

Boiling at his wings being stolen

Clapping and clanging, fake solidarity

A person seeing the sun for the last time this year

Comorbidities, the blame remains

We're running out of excuses

And we see them falling, numbers rising.


Messages blur as eyes tear up

Death in my hands, am I to blame

Exponential growth, seasonal peaks

A tiny soul, disappears from home

The rain falls, drenching our souls

Exhaustion overtakes the mind

Masked faces, unmasked faces, creeps.


Just an Asteroid away from annihilation

Breathing our Atmos so scared

Queues breakdown as tensions simmer

Apocalyptic kiss of death

Support the workers and Medicare

Sans protection to wear

We entrust them with our burden to bear.


By Amanda Antoinette Rebello





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