Ache.
Core of my being
Deep in my soul,
I weep.
Bumble Bee
Bumps into my windows.
Furry Pup
Growls like every day.
As our world stands still
Waiting for wave after wave
Of a rising tsunami.
All this we made
Cannot stand up against
The biology of being.
Things happen.
Viruses spread
From the wild
To the tamed
Without immunity.
Meanwhile we shelter in
And those who can
Bravely step out into harm’s way.
I remember curfews.
The day Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated
A few miles from home.
My grandmother wept with fear
As my mom left to take care of the most vulnerable,
The children.
I was just a child, too.
Houses locked up tight.
Tensions rose
as military arrived to separate us
Until our city
could breathe
together again.
Different. But the same.
Another bad thing has happened
and our world
must never
be the
same again.
Both came with warnings
But we pushed forward
Our world is begging for change.
It is time
we put down our arrogance
and listen.
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