Turning Like Macbeth

Dilemma holds me for a while
not an ordinary catch
a very serious clutch.
difficult to loosen.

Looking for positive vibes
I turn to the Gods,
seek their directions,
most unusual of me.

Clueless, I break my head,
The broken crown
does not support me.
Calls me stupid.

Drawing blank, I
stay so for a while.
I have to decide
I say to myself.

Yes, I go ahead,
decide to obey my
heart. I resolve
to execute.

For long, I am keeping
you at bay. It is my traveI
it safe to fly with corona virus
staring from within and without,