Answer:
Wait
it eases off.
Get home,
gathered,
very close and look up –
we find it’s all right.
Play:
they be.
For life,
but all vanished
picture faces –
matter: I do or don’t.
More,
something
out of hold
squeeze it tightly
my best,
my best life.
Opened,
something –
back at that moment –
all marchers
the room, the door, the front
rang through the outside
Explanation:
