Solitude: July 4 photo a day


To Sit In Solemn Silence

in a dull, dark, dock,

In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock,

Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp, shock,

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.

Does anyone remember this tongue twister from school days? I had to learn and recite this as a part of the English Speaking Board Exams.

Solitude is something many of us have experienced of late, strange times.