I’ve been sitting on the deck watching the fog
Creep out into the perilously darkened sky,
Waiting for winter’s cold to seep and hibernate in a log.
Even the tree trunk stops its growth and its leafy
Dress has fallen on the ground, food for worms
And other creepy crawlers that abide insides.
With covid spreading, killing, and scaring humanity,
Its many mutations vying for attention, probably,
Many feel the need for hibernation as long as no solution
Exists for man’s protection. Pharmaceutical companies competing for vaccination
Uncaring of side effects on man’s Health.
What fiction!
Holidays come and go without a cheery spirit.
We long for a time when we just drove to our
Destination, uncaring to where or with whom we’re
Meeting up with , as long as we meet, communicate,
Discuss, argue, chill, and amuse one another
With nothing but our presence and care!
Never forgo the need to stay in touch with your
Humanity that’s strained while you hibernate for
Fear of sickness, racism, and oppression reign!
Let them combat each other while our compassion
Rises to the fore, fights, wins, then rests in faith and religion.
Poetry for Change 